I slipped the little black device into the dark satin inner pocket of my heavy coat and zipped the pocket closed.

“Julian has already moved his heavy office desks onto the main floor,” I said.

“Arthur backed him on it.”

Keller’s expression didn’t change, and his gray eyes stayed calm and fixed on mine.

“Let the civilians physically take over the upper rooms for now,” Keller instructed flatly.

“Don’t put up physical resistance or argue over the space.

If you set off a scene, they may try to destroy or alter the sealed paper ledgers before our recovery team secures the perimeter.”

“Julian brought an outside investor through the main hallway on a tour yesterday,” I said.