The stairwell was bare of anything except light fixtures. Falling back though, Gardener had knocked the door hard enough to break the hydrolic arm which pulls it closed. Peering out at this angle, Code could see the tracks around the ceiling, just like the partially broken and hive-covered tracks a few floors below. He might be able to jury-rig a way hook into the security network from down there, but it would take time. Alternately, there was a limited range of motion, and a limited number of bullets available to this drone here, and a doorway not too far from the stairwell entrance. If he made a break for the office, he might be able to find a computer which would allow him much faster access to the defense network, as well as who knows what else in the form of valuable digital information. After all, these were the executive offices.