“Well, I’ll be damned.”
Miguel never felt so out-of-place in his entire life the way he did when he got inside the huge house. For the whole place spoke of unparalleled power and extravagance that made him feel unworthy to even step inside. The senator sure did know how to generously spend his money on things that symbolizes himself, and Miguel could tell just by standing over there that the senator would never want anything cheap and ordinary to do that.
Miguel let his eyes wander all over the vastness of the house, studying every turns and passageways it had, and he mentally imprinted them. There were four rooms at the ground floor while an elegant staircase led to the second floor. Based on what he was seeing that time, he supposed the second floor would never be
