“So, your ‘Source’ is the owner of Exotica,” I said sounding impressed as we follow the huge guard dressed in black leading us to this mystery man’s office.
He nodded his head, the previous playfulness left behind as soon as he entered the club. His business face was on and he looked extremely hot being this serious.
The corridors were painted a suave gray and were brightly lit by modern looking ceiling lights. There was a white door on each side of us after every few steps and a magnificent brown double door was visible at the end of the corridor.
I had been asking Alex mindless questions for the past half an hour on our way here up until now to calm down my rising nerves but they still remained tied in a knot at the base of my stomach. I had high hopes from this unknown man to help me unravel the mystery that had been gnawing at my brain cells.
Opening the door for us the guard motioned for us to get in and then closed the door behind us with a click.