“Hi, guys,” said Sarah, waving at the two men. “Eli’s guest is here. He’d like to meet him now.”
The two men—who must have been Eli’s bodyguards, Shell realized—looked at Shell for a moment like they were trying to determine if he had any weapons on him, but then they nodded and stepped aside without another word. Sarah gestured for Shell to follow her and she entered the room, pushing the doors open before her. Shell once again followed, but rather quickly, because he was worried that the two bodyguards might try to bar his entrance if he was too slow. Shell may have had an impenetrable shell on his back, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t be beaten up by guys who were bigger and tougher than him.
Stepping into the dining room, Shell looked around at his surroundings. It was not a particu
