Thrane arrived at Vossmere two days after the meeting in Voss's study.
He came exactly when expected.
That was part of what made him reliable.
The transfer preparations demanded precision now that the process had entered its final stage. Nine hundred and sixty-three catalogued items had to be packed, secured, and transported forty minutes outside the city without damage or loss. Every case, every container, every seal required confirmation.
Thrane arrived with his ledger tucked under one arm, as he always did.
Voss met him in the entrance hall.
There was no hesitation in their greeting.
No formality beyond what three decades of working history had shaped into habit.
"Good to see you," Voss said.
"And you," Thrane replied.
It was simple. Familiar. Comfortable.
They began the walkthrough immediately.
