Things were not okay.
My journey in the lift started out okay since it was just me, and a secretary looking like woman who got in at the first floor, but at the tenth floor, the woman got out and a whole bunch of people got in.
My disguise was impeccable and actually legitimate (in the sense that we'd gotten the cooperation of a delivery guy who happened to live in the town to help us out there) and if it had just been a crowd of normal people it would have been fine. But it wasn't.
Artemis Long was the last to enter and squeezed in right near the door with a perfect, unobstructed eyeline in my direction and I desperately wished I'd put my visor down at some point, even if it had looked suspicious. As it was, the lift was too packed for me to raise an arm so I just had to stand there, sweating profusely.
