They arrived at a door a short distance from the interrogation room they had just left. There wasn’t a soul in the corridors of the facility, and they had seen no one since leaving that room. They stopped in front of a door with a security camera poised over it and a maglock card-reader set into the wall alongside. The door looked like a heavy-security type Lanier was familiar with. Without the right passkey to open the maglock, the door would require explosives to force open. The Uzis Lanier and Babel were carrying would barely scratch the door’s armor-composite structure. Lanier started to reach for the passkey in his jacket, then changed his mind. He wanted to see how Babel would handle it.