Nothing Ventured...

Looking around you found little to nothing in the apartment’s lobby which confused you since it looked more like a hotel lobby then an apartment. Soon you walked over to the manager’s desk and stood there waiting for him to reappear.

Eventually you heard footsteps before seeing two tough scarred Russian men making a beeline towards you. You instinctively reached for your K-bar ready to defend yourself in case things got ugly before one of the men spoke in a thick Russian accent.

“ Do you have a Ticket??”

Looking around you saw you were alone and as far as you knew you had no ticket just as you thought something was gonna happen the second man saw the receipt in your hand and spoke.

“Yup he’s got a ticket all right then follow us”

With that you let the two men lead you to an elevator motioning for you to get in. You got in despite feeling outnumbered and alone. Soon one of the men pressed a combination of buttons and then inserted a key into the elevator’s fire access keyhole.

The elevator was silent as it made it’s way down what felt like a long shaft. Eventually it stopped and the doors opened revealing a high class auction house except on stage they weren’t auctioning off items or antiques but women instead. Looking around the men lead you to an office in the back corner of the room, Entering the small office you saw a desk and two chairs along with a computer but other than that it spartan in terms of items in the room.

“The boss will be with you momentarily” and with that the door slammed shut.

And so you waited and waited and waited some more before finally the door opened. Looking up you saw a Hispanic gentlemen in a crisp black suit and tie with pants to match he smiled before he spoke

“James it’s good to see you again it’s been a long time” and with that he closed the door to his office.