The Audi R8 slowed to a crawl as it approached the grand entrance of the cliffside estate. As the tires crunched over the fine white gravel of the circular driveway, Jake looked up at the towering glass and limestone structure. A realization hit him that made a faint, amused smile play across his lips. 'I was actually worried about whether I had an invitation card,' he thought, adjusting his cuffs. 'I forgot for a moment that this is the Meridian Gallery. I'm essentially checking the locks on my own front door.'
The convoy came to a halt directly in front of the main entrance. Elias was out of the car in a heartbeat, moving with a fluid, silent grace to open Jake's door. The other two guards from the RS 6 had already stepped out, fanning out to secure the perimeter of the car with practiced ease.
