Shadows in the Auction 1

Jason Cross stepped out of the sleek black car, adjusting the cufflinks on his tailored suit. The hum of voices mingled with the faint tinkling of champagne glasses as the auction venue appeared. He could see all sorts of people there, some even going as far as putting masks on to preserve their identities. But what was unmistakable was that all these people came from money backgrounds.

Jason knew it now... Troy was a true businessman. Even though he had dealings with the underworld his operations were clean, and he was clean too to a large extent even with the police trying to lay charges on him for all sorts of things. The AUction had attracted people from all walks of life, and something told him that even people from other provinces had come too. Jason couldn't help but smirk.