Kara followed closely behind Jairo as they stepped through the glass doors. The lobby alone was enough to make her blink twice. Everything screamed wealth and power.
But what caught her attention most wasn't the luxury. It was how the moment they entered, the room changed. The staff at the reception straightened in their seats, eyes briefly darting to him before looking down again. People passing by moved aside without being asked.
It wasn't just respect but fear.
Kara clutched her bag tighter as they approach a private elevator. He was about to press the button to the top floor when he paused, pulling something from the inside pocket of his jacket. A black nose mask and a pair of tinted glasses, passing it to her. He doesn't want to risk showing her face to them.
Kara frowned. "Uh...
