Still, Henry brushed it off, chalking it up to paranoia—overthinking was his vice, after all. Maybe he’d been watching too many crime shows, his mind filling in gaps where there weren’t any. Shaking his head, he forced himself to let it go, walking into the building to begin his rounds.
As the day wore on, the auction house prepared for the evening’s big event. Valuable pieces of art, ancient artifacts, and rare jewelry filled the showroom. The atmosphere buzzed with the excitement of potential buyers inspecting the treasures they hoped to secure.