secure vaults

“Thank you,” Nicodemus said. “Our goal is to open a Way into the secured facility containing our objective.” He accepted a large sheet of rolled paper from a squire who had hurried up to hand it to him. “Bearing all those factors in mind, I’m sure you’ll understand why
we will begin the job here.”
With a flick of his wrist, he unrolled the large sheet of paper.
It proved to be blueprints, a floor plan. I frowned and stared at it, but it didn’t look familiar.
Karrin made a choking sound.
“Murph?” I asked.
“Ah,” Nicodemus said, smiling. “You know it.”
“It’s a vault,” Karrin said, looking up at me. “A vault that belongs to a lord of the underworld.”
I felt myself clench up in a place that didn’t bear much more clenching. “Oh,” I said weakly. “Oh, Hell’s bells.”
Binder jerked a thumb at me. “What is he on about?” he asked Karrin.
Karrin put a forefinger on the plans. “This is the Capristi Building,” she said. “It’s the second most secure facility in the city.” She took a deep breath. “It’s a mob bank. And it belongs to Gentleman John Marcone, Accorded Baron of Chicago.”


Skin Game Chapter 25, Page 203-204