I could barely hear her above the loud hum of the server fans.
Frowning I raised my voice “What?”
Her right hand flailed over her head and gestured for me to go over.
As I approached her I could see her checking the rack anxiously.
“What did you say?” this time I was merely inches away from her.
She looked up from her squatting position, wide-eyed and replied “It’s gone.”
I jerked my head and glanced at the server rack.
There was a gaping hole counting up to the 5th row from bottom.
Who dare to move my server?