Amodio was being held in a detention cell on the second basement level.
This area was located at the very bottom of the building, near the garage, and had direct access to the lift. The narrow corridors had thick walls and the lighting was so cold that it lacked any sense of humanity. The area had its own access control system, separate wiring and 24-hour surveillance — as if it were a temporary cage designed specifically for people who should not be seen in the light of day.
The interrogation had long since ended.
When Lucien led Victor out, the group of FBI cadets outside had not yet dispersed. Seven or eight of them were leaning against the wall, all looking rather glum. Some stared into space, some smoked and some stared at the ground, as if none of them wanted to be the first to sp
