There was nothing left but the final ladder onto the top of the water tank which sat on the top of the
water tower. I climbed slowly up, not relishing the large swarm of mosquitoes which had taken up residence there.
Cautiously I poked my head over the top of the tank.
The hole was surrounded by a guard rail which was offset by about a meter. But climbing any higher would’ve made me
visible to everyone with a south viewing window on the nearby housing estate. And, we didn’t actually know if security
had left the site, or was sitting observing the buildings from elsewhere.
It was too risky so we put the final part of our plan in action: we got the hell out of there.