Agent 295 precedes Kirkland down the hall to the door, then keys the 
intercom. The door slides open. Kirkland steps into a small room with 
marbleized, mirrored gold paneling and several pieces of antique wooden 
furniture. Pandolfini comes up alongside him and runs her eyes around the room. 
She knows what to watch for. In a moment, the double-pocket doors leading into 
the rest of the condo slide apart and a man in a white servant’s uniform enters
and approaches Kirkland.