Back at K. Robeson, three people in ill-fitting suits watched the front door. One walked over and knocked.
    "Hi, yes, we were looking for Mr. Silver, or Ms. McKay, or..." He tried to peer unobtrusively over Stephanie's shoulder.
    "I'm sorry, they're all in a very important meeting," she answered brightly. "They can't be disturbed."
    The door to the conference room opened. Hans came out, got another cup of coffee, and went back in.
    "Oh. We'll... uh, come back later, then."
    The door closed.
    "Yeah, they're still in there," he reported.
    Inside, Muse shook his head sorrowfully.

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