Armen felt like a teenager again, sneaking out of work to go meet his girlfriend somewhere they most likely wouldn't be found. He had sent her the memo asking if he could see her about something on the 9 floor and left it at that. Hopefully she would know what he meant and not something to do with the departments down here, because frankly he didn't know much about them himself.

He walked down the dank stairway to get to the un-remodeled bowels of the Ministry and then quickly waited in the stone aclove that was halfway down the dark corridor.