There were five intimidating looking men standing by the entrance of the building, equipped with black body armor and heavy weapons. They reminded me of secret service agents, minus the black aviators and earpieces. Before leaving his car, Shadow reached over me and opened up the glove box, removing a shiny, silver gun. He checked the clip and pushed it into the base of the gun, arming it for use. “You think you’ll need that?” I asked. Shadow made no reply. The intimidating guards acknowledged us as we approached them. “We secured the entire building,” one of them said; a large brute with a shiny bald head. “You guys did a search through Calisto’s condo?” Shadow asked. The man nodded. “Only a quick search to ensure that it was safe and secure. Everything else remains untouched, as you requested. Just a warning, my guys saw some pretty strange stuff inside.”
