Kapitel 207: The Penthouse

"Wow, this is pretty nice," John commented as he inspected the penthouse. The rooms were large and spacious and the furniture was tasteful.

"Yeah," Julia sighed, "It's not like I had much choice. Martin was a bit obsessed with status."

John frowned and the two of them explored the apartment. It was mostly empty except for a few pieces of furniture. The walls were adorned with a number of paintings and the rooms were immaculately clean.

Julia led John to a second terrace and John walked towards the railing and gazed at the city sprawling beneath him, "It's a nice view," he remarked.

Julia stood next to him and placed her hands on the railing.

"Yes, it is," she nodded, "but this is my favourite part."

Julia pointed at the horizon that was bathed in the warm glow of the setting sun.

"It's beautiful," John exclaimed. The rays of the sun reflected off the skyscrapers' glass and metal surfaces, giving them an ethereal glow.