Jordan spun the lock on his safe, how holding not only the cipher key and the ledger, but pages and pages of translation. It was fascinating, the way the same runes meant different things based on geography and idiom. But now he was far along indeed in translation of the ledger, and it was time to confer. The contents were portent-ridden.
He went into is living room and plopped himself unceremoniously into the chair. Picking up his land line, he dialed Ruby.
"Ring...ring...ring.