CARLOS:

I fix my shirt and put on the cufflinks, staring at my reflection in the mirror. Despite grooming myself just fine, the swollen eyes are still very much obvious. I sigh, grabbing my phone and bag before leaving the room. I walk in the small kitchenette and open the fridge. A half eaten sandwich from yesterday morning is still there. I grab it and stuff it in my mouth before walking out of the kitchen to the main door.

But just as I turn on the doorknob and pull open a little, a man ...