The room was stunning. Marble floors, walls painted in gold and ivory, high ceilings with crystal chandeliers. It was a complete contrast to the dullness of the office building. Marla gasped in awe, "This is incredible!"
I couldn't help but agree with her, the place was luxurious, and everything looked expensive. However, my thoughts were quickly interrupted when I remembered that we were being chased by Frede and Sabina.
Suddenly, the ambiance of the room changed as I noticed a pile of cigarette butts on the floor and empty wine bottles scattered on the coffee table. It looked like Frede and Sabina had been living here. "It definitely looks like Europeans had been here," I remarked, recalling Frede's Italian background.
Marla's expression changed from amazement to disgust as she noticed the mess. "They could at least clean up after themselves," she grumbled. I nodded in agreement, trying to stay focused on our mission.
