Sophia arrived at the address just after eight in the morning.
The building looked ordinary.
That was probably the point.
It stood between a law firm and a private bank on a quiet Geneva street, with no sign outside to suggest that anything important happened there.
Sophia checked the number once.
Then again.
A man in a dark suit opened the door before she could knock.
"Dr. Laurent."
She almost smiled at the title.
"That's me."
He stepped aside.
"Please come in."
Sophia entered.
The reception area was small and almost empty.
No waiting clients.
No receptionist.
No company logo.
Only a security camera mounted discreetly above the entrance.
The man led her upstairs.
Neither spoke.
At the end of the corridor, he stopped beside a closed door.
"Everything you need is inside."
He handed her a key card.
"How long do I have?"
"Take your time."
The door unlocked.
