Cayden walked round the cold marble tiled living room without his shirts, holding a glass of coffee in his hand.

He was still in the duplex provided him by Mr. Khosrow. He had just completed a hectic session of training, and had to pull of his clothes. Apparently, the whole master talk was already getting to his head. He walked around the apartment like a king.

But as much he loved the whole luxury, it wasn't his till he accomplished his end of the bargain. So he had a big mission ahead of him.

Velma walked in accompanied by another maiden. The maiden she met earlier handed her over to this one. Unlike the first maiden, this one was highly unfriendly, at least that’s what Velma witnessed as the olive-skinned mean looking lady didn’t return her pleasantries. Without even glancing twice at Velma, she went, “I suppose you’re here for Master Cayden, follow me.”

They went pass the lobbyway that felt chill, like a natural cooling system had been fitted into the walls, then into the living r