The heavy glass doors of the showroom burst open with a deafening crash. Two massive security guards charged into the room, their heavy combat boots pounding against the polished marble floor as if they were closing in on armed, dangerous fugitives. Their brows were knit tight, their faces twisted into mean, aggressive glares, ready to use brute force to drag us out into the street. But the exact second they drew near our seating area, the lead guard froze as if hit by a sudden jolt of electricity. He locked his knees, going completely rigid like a statue carved from solid rock. His eyes bulged in pure terror, his chest rising and falling in rapid, shallow breaths as a visible tremor ran through his whole body.
"What on earth are you two standing there for? Grab them!" the receptionist sc
