I washed up in the adjoining bathroom. The sink had all the best products. Even make up! It was a unannounced guest’s dream. I found my shoes by the bed. It was daylight outside and Daniel’s house was quiet. It walked around the place a bit, to get my bearings. I found the room where he had had his party and it was impeccable. No trace of the barbaric millionaires. The place looked like a photo in a decor magazine.
There was, maybe, a smell of cigar in the air. Faint.
I found the kitchen following the smell. Something delicious was cooking, but it wasn’t Daniel.
“Oh, hello! Mr. Daniel said you’d be up at any time. Do you feel like breakfast or lunch?” Said the cook. She was a short, lively young woman.
“I… Coffee, please.” I searched my senses. “Wait, what time is it?”
It was just aft
