After a moment, the voice returned on the line.
"Johnathan Dexter," the man repeated, "There's an office in the back of the visitor's center," Hermes explained, "Therein, you will find a vaulted door, leading to a secure lab."
For a moment, the man paused, raising the lit match to light a candle upon his simple, dark desk, causing a light to illuminate his glasses in an eerie fashion.
"I expect full compliance with you and your companions for my assistance. Pleasure doing business with you Mr. Dexter."
And with that, the receiver hit the dial pad with a click, and the line went dead.