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The doors opened right into a spacious living
room with huge windows
overlooking the city. Light brown, comfortable-looking sofas were
arranged in a semi-circle facing the windows, and a top-of-the-line
plasma TV.
I followed Michael out of the elevator, and my shoes sank deep into the
cream-colored carpet, giving me the urge to take them off and walk on
bare feet. I resisted the urge and took a few steps inside, hearing the
doors close softly behind me.
On the far side was long hallway, leading to the back of the suite. Next
to the hallway, there was a small bar with five barstools and a rack of
liquor above it. An open arch behind it showed me a glimpse of a
luxurious kitchen.
"I'll show you the place, so you won't get lost. I can't have you
walking into a closet when you need to use the bathroom, now can I?"
I snickered at that, and a corner of his mouth curved up as well.
The suite wasn't overly big. Most of the other rooms were accessible
from the living room; to the right there was the dining room and beside
that a study. A huge desk took up almost a quarter of the room and one
of the walls was lined with books; the other with several TV screens. A
computer sat on the desk, switched off.
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