CHAPTER 29
Louis stood in front of Cleopatra’s penthouse door, taking a deep breath before finally knocking. His mind was filled with questions. Cleopatra, who never asked for anyone’s help, had called him first tonight.
The door opened soundlessly.
There were no hurried footsteps as usual, no teasing smirk or sarcastic remark coming from Cleopatra’s lips. Only silence.
As Louis stepped inside, he found Cleopatra standing in front of the large window in her room, gazing at the night sky with a weary expression. The glittering city lights outside did nothing to erase the unease etched on her face.
The penthouse felt eerily quiet, the only sounds coming from the distant wind and the faint ticking of a clock.
Louis hesitated before stepping closer, standing beside Cleopatra, searching f
