9:57 ..... 9:58 ... 9:59 ... *buzzzz-zzzz!* 10:00 am. Once again Paul stands in the hallway awaiting the door to open up and allow him entry. His feelings are mixed at best ... part of him eager to look through the book, and the other part wary and suspicious of the tome's current owner. He leans one hand against the wall, his features blank, his stance relaxed. On the other wide of the door comes silence. Utter, entire, complete silence. He'll wait two minutes ... no more. Glancing down at his chrono, Paul watches the second pass by until 4, 3, 2, 1 ....