Silent Shadows

The heavy wooden door clicked shut, the metallic clack of the brass lock sealing them off from the outside world once again. Lorenzo tossed a thick stack of hundred-dollar bills onto the room service tray, ignoring the retreating footsteps of the waiter in the corridor. He turned around, his heavy leather boots sinking silently into the plush carpet. The scent of roasted garlic, seared steak, and