"Welcome to our humble abode!" Louis exclaimed, making a grand entrance as he kicked open the door, announcing our arrival with a flourish.
"Quite the opposite of discreet," Hans remarked, opting for a more reserved approach, although the already ajar door made the attempt rather redundant.
Following Hans' lead, I entered the room, feeling the magnetic pull of the window beckoning me. I couldn't resist its call and headed over, stealing a glance at the view below. A white car, likely a BMW M5, glided down the expansive road before merging with the flow of traffic.
"That might have been the last of them. I presume a rather sizable team was stationed here," I analyzed.
"Do we simply wait here until they decide to return?" Louis inquired. "I've been spending a lot of time in hotels lately, but I might be mistaken."
