The building's main entrance was quiet at nine-fifteen on a Wednesday—the particular lull between the morning rush and the first wave of scheduled meetings, when the lobby held only the ambient hum of a company already mid-stride. Liam walked through it without stopping. The security team on the ground floor did what they always did when he arrived at Rora AI—a nod, a brief acknowledgement, the particular recognition of a man who had been here enough times that his presence had stopped being remarkable.
He took the elevator up.
