The warning alarm went off at Kent Mechanical. It sounded like the submarine Seaview’s signal to dive — and it sent off a Chinese fire drill in the office area.
Workers were scurrying to hiding places like ants evacuating a demolished anthill. An outsider looking in on all of the commotion would be hard pressed to figure out that all of the frenzied ants were trying to escape from the mild-mannered young man approaching Kent’s front door.