Felicia nodded and followed him at a respectable distance as they walked out of his office and down the hall to the elevator. Two of his men, naturally, joined them in the elevator, and she eyed the panel carefully as Fisk pulled out a small key and turned it in the hole next to the panel. Then he pressed the subbasement button and they descended, a smooth transition.
With both of his men creating a wall, the trip did not lend to conversation, so Felicia stood patiently, instinctively moving to the corner, her back straight and pressed against the wall.