The sound of the heels on the tiles showed the gender of the intruder. It was a lady's voice!

As she approached them, the air was set aflame by the frail of her perfume. It was a scent that spoke of wealth and sophistication, it was modern, elegant and alluring, like the lady who wore it with such confidence and grace.

“What's going on here?” She asked when she got close to them.

The whole hall was silent, the voice was one with authority. Miss Ava Steve had just arrived.

The security guard knelt down immediately trembling as he explained everything.

She turned to Julian, "Please, I'm sorry I came...