Butler- Tiny Digital Camera

“Yes. But not as strong as your own will be when I give you the
second injection. Now, the Book.”
The sprite reached into the folds of her filthy robe, rummaging for an
age. Artemis held his breath. This was it. Soon the Fowls would be great
again. A new empire would rise, with Artemis Fowl the Second at its
head.
The fairy woman withdrew a closed fist.
“No use to you anyway. Written in the old tongue.”
Artemis nodded, not trusting himself to speak.
She opened her knobbly fingers. Lying in her palm was a tiny golden
volume the size of a matchbox.
“Here, human. Thirty of your minutes. No more.”
Butler took the tiny tome reverentially. The bodyguard activated a
compact digital camera and began photographing each wafer-thin page of
the Book. The process took several minutes. When he was finished, the
entire volume was stored on the camera’s chip. Artemis preferred not to
take chances with information. Airport security equipment had been
known to wipe many a vital disk. So he instructed his aide to transfer the
file to his portable phone, and from there e-mail it to Fowl Manor in
Dublin. Before the thirty minutes were up, the file containing every
symbol in the Fairy Book was sitting safely in the Fowl server.
Artemis returned the tiny volume to its owner.

- Artemis Fowl, Chapter 1