Rovan did not answer immediately.
He looked around the department room, lowered the phone, and stood up with stiff movements. Two constables were arguing near the file shelf. A clerk was stamping papers. No one was watching him too closely, but that did not make him feel safer.
"One second," he said.
He walked out into the corridor and turned toward the side stairwell. Only when he reached the landing between two floors did he raise the phone again.
"I checked like you told me," Rovan said, keeping his voice low. "There is no international organization operating in the province. At least not in any record I can reach."
Adam listened without speaking.
That silence made Rovan more nervous than shouting would have.
"I am telling you what I found," he added quickly. "Nothing came up."
"You are taking me too lightly," Adam said.
Rovan swallowed.
"No, sir. That is not what I am doing."
