"It's open!" Auggie called out, concentrating on what the computerised voice was telling him about a face it had just scanned on a camera in the Manhattan South district.
The entry foyer to the Presidential Suite had some bags of equipment stacked in a corner, and Auggie was in the main living room, to the left of the foyer, facing a large window and wearing a set of headphone that he pulled off and hung around his neck when he heard the knock. Cass had told him and Annie that morning that someone would be bringing the extra communicators they needed, and Auggie had been keeping an ear open, between identifying the faces that Hummingbird was picking up. Behind him was the computers, they had been shipped over from the Island, courtesy of Tony Stark, and the numerous screens were showing hundreds of CCTV camera feeds from all over the city. All behind Auggie's back.
Even as he turned his head toward the door, his fingers were lightly tracing across a braille reader on the desk in front of where he was seated.