He sobered, staring at the screen a moment before typing again.
He whipped out his phone and trotted down the stairs, typing a response to one of the many texts he'd received.
He hung up and texted her quickly, typing with his thumb.
"No problem," she answered, neither stopping her typing nor looking up.
She heard him typing in the background.
"You're not far," she murmured, typing in lock and alarm release codes.
Without looking up or pausing in her typing she issued directions.
Just in case, she waited a full two minutes outside his condo before typing in the code.
It was a mistake typing the note—Jeffrey Byrne's office said he didn't type.