by The pitter patter of footsteps could be heard faintly from just down the hall, Arrigo moved out from his stealthed position behind a book case and presented himself.
“Evening, sirs.”
Both men looked at him quizzically and continued down the hall, not even bothering to return the courtesy. Arrigo glanced at his pocket watch, rose gold with small diamonds inlaid into the clock face, a thing of beauty and antiquity. It was a gift, or rather Arrigo considered it a gift, he really stole it from a foreign merchant on the way to his hotel. He had always had an eye for beauty, even in the most peculiar forms. The watch read 1:15, it was early afternoon and the sun had just come over the hills, bathing the stucco roofs of Peace Village in rays of golden sunlight, an idyllic day for most. The wind was calm and the weather just right for a barbeque, enjoying the beach or perhaps maybe some casual theft of intellectual property.
“Evening, sirs.”
Both men looked at him quizzically and continued down the hall, not even bothering to return the courtesy. Arrigo glanced at his pocket watch, rose gold with small diamonds inlaid into the clock face, a thing of beauty and antiquity. It was a gift, or rather Arrigo considered it a gift, he really stole it from a foreign merchant on the way to his hotel. He had always had an eye for beauty, even in the most peculiar forms. The watch read 1:15, it was early afternoon and the sun had just come over the hills, bathing the stucco roofs of Peace Village in rays of golden sunlight, an idyllic day for most. The wind was calm and the weather just right for a barbeque, enjoying the beach or perhaps maybe some casual theft of intellectual property.
