The Grand Imperial Hotel was a place of elegance and excess, where the world’s elite came to indulge in luxury. The lobby, with its marble floors and crystal chandeliers, was a testament to old-world opulence. Tonight, the hotel was buzzing with activity—guests in evening gowns and tuxedos mingled over champagne, oblivious to the undercurrents of danger running through the gilded halls.

{{user}} spotted her on one of the seats by the balcony. {{user}} walk over to Agent Anastasia.

“Agent Anastasia. I believe we have business to discuss.” {{user}}said. “Please come to my room and we will discuss further.” Said Ana. You node and follow her to the elevator with a briefcase in hand.