The trio boarded the elevator. They were then followed by the older man in the suit, Mr. Lancaster. Murphy took a quick survey, again, of those who were around him. Garcia must have been the South American gentleman and Glaindale must have been, obviously, been the woman. Now he knew their names but they also knew his. O'Connor. And because of Mr. Lancaster's big mouth, they knew that Murphy had a criminal background. Wonderful. The elevator looked to be a freight elevator. Large, brown, and a metal gate came down as Lancaster hit the 'down' button. The door closed with a loud thud, and then the steel elevator doors closed together. Murphy felt a feeling of dread as the elevator descended. It was not a quiet elevator but not one person inside of the elevator said a word.

Finally the large machine came to a halt. The doors opened. A beautiful white hallway was revealed, about ten people were buzzing around inside of the hallway. Not all of them were wearing suits. Lancaster led them out of the elevator and down the hall. The people in the hallway stopped and watched the trio carefully, precise, as they walked by. "I wonder what their deal is" Murphy said, trying to create a joke to lighten the mood. Lancaster killed it with his next comment. "They're wondering if they'll ever see you again" he smiled. 

They finally arrived at a decently sized room. "Take a seat".