Having said their goodbyes to Crystal on the front steps, with a promise to call if they needed her help, all Edwin had to say as he took a moment to actually unlock and open the door to the office, waving Charles through before following, closing the door behind them, was: "I suppose we're going to find out."

There was one of the Agency's manila folders on the desk, the ones that weren't technically manila as they were darker, the color of good waxed paper, and were somehow heavier than a traditional manila folder, it was something Edwin had been trying to work out for ages, as he'd never seen folders like it. Edwin just stared at it for a moment as if it might solve itself if he glowered hard enough, but his expression smoothed a moment later, settling into his usual seat and flipping the thing open.