The Midnight Heir

MR. YOUNG

“Let me introduce you to Mr. Young, an associate of a new friend of mine,” Anthony said, gesturing at the mysterious man who was closing the window because of how noisy the flapping curtain was.

Mr. Young was dressed in black, from his shoes to the black hoodie he wore and the black baseball cap he wore under the hoodie which concealed half of his face.

Mr. Young was also looking down so that none of them there could see what he looks like.

“You’ve always thought you were smart by picking the rooms with no security cameras just so you can do whatever you want to the people you drug without anyone noticing,” Anthony said, looking at the corners of the ceiling which usually is where the cameras are supposed to be but there weren’t any.

As part of the hotel’s security policy, the rooms are supposed to have cameras keeping watch at all times.

All the rooms on the floors above have the best cameras that money can buy and are stationed at every important part of the room, affording not even