The office of the Stavros Chairman was on a still. The only sounds that could be heard were those low and quiet sounds of some type of machinery that came from the vault. An out-of-place squeaky sound can also be heard coming from Jay’s sneakers if it counts.
Jay was distracting himself from seeing the psycho’s secret vault by trying out the originality of his shoes on the marbled floor. He had only stopped his movement when his scent had neared him. He wondered how he came into this? He could only tell if this man was around by his scent. The Stavros moved with no sound at all.
“You done?” Jay asked without looking back, afraid the vault was still out in the open.
Zinon moved in front of him. “Stop that.” His forehead made lines at seeing Jay’s continued testing his shoes.
Jay stoppe
