The chamber fell quiet after the door closed behind Old Krause.
For several seconds, neither of them spoke.
The large digital display continued cycling through thousands of auction listings while soft instrumental music played quietly in the background.
Light settled comfortably onto the leather sofa.
He picked up the encrypted control tablet and began scrolling through the catalogue with calm, practiced movements.
Every few seconds another item appeared.
Ancient manuscripts.
Rare gemstones.
Prototype surveillance equipment.
Military encryption devices.
Private intelligence reports.
Forgotten historical artifacts.
Shares of shell corporations.
Entire shipping routes.
The variety alone was enough to amaze anyone seeing the Conclave for the first time.
Johanna stood quietly nearby, observing him.
Unlike many guests who immediately began placing bids or contacting brokers, Light simply... watched.
He read every description carefully.
Every seller.
