The Mythos Group headquarters was larger than Rochefort Group.
Franz noticed this before they even reached the entrance. The building rose into the Rohan skyline in a column of glass and steel, its facade catching the morning light and throwing it back in sheets of gold. Taller than anything in Montclair's financial district. More modern. More imposing. The kind of building that didn't need a sign.
They entered through the VIP lobby: a private space with its own security checkpoint, its own elevators, its own particular hush. The guards recognized Arianne immediately. They nodded and stepped back, and the family moved through without a single question.
"This is like a movie," Lily whispered, eyes wide. "A spy movie. Are we spies?"
"We're visiting your Mommy Aria's office," Franz said.
"Same thing."
