Book 4 : Chapter 42

Our tinted-windowed car pulled up in front of the entrance to a large hotel. The number of security guards was insane with every guest being checked and Identified before they were allowed through the doors.

But they let Andrea straight through after taking one look at him. I followed after him but one of the bouncers stepped in front of me.

"She's with me," Andrea said taking my hand.

The man immediately stepped aside, "please forgive me, Señorita."

"Pretty nice party, right?" He said to me as we walked through the lobby with hundreds of people stood in little groups talking and drinking wine. A great chandelier hung down from the high ceiling made of hundreds of glimmering pieces of glass and two symmetrical large staircases curved around from the top of the room on either side, each with a golden handrail and wide, marble steps.