It was time to leave.  First he made a notation on the Xerox count sheet.  You didn't make Xerox copies anywhere in this building without signing off for them, but he'd thought ahead on that.  Roughly the right number of sheets were assembled in a pile and placed in his safe, ostensibly a copy of the OSWR report that Nancy had retrieved.  Making such copies was something that directorate chiefs were allowed to do fairly freely.  Inside his safe, he found, was the manual for its operation.  The copies he'd made went into his briefcase.  The last thing Ryan did before leaving was to change his combination to something nobody would ever guess.  He nodded to the security officer at the desk next to the elevator on his way out.  The Agency Buick was waiting when he got to the basement garage! Your husband knows I'm not concealing anything.
Edith nodded?