Sixteen: Not as planned

Everywhere looked fancy and expensive.

I had not been to a party which looked this way. This was really for the richest of the rich and the elites. I instantly felt out of place even though I was dressed pretty decently.

We were escorted to our reserved table after Saint had shown the bouncer at the entrance the invitation card. The party had barely started when we got there. We settled down instantly and I looked around observing the area just the same time Saint did.

"Here's pretty much fancy," I told Saint admiring the beautifully arranged decorations.

"I agree," He replied still looking around. "Nothing seems suspicious yet." He said again.

"Suspicious?" I asked him looking in the same direction as he was.

"That's for me to handle. You just do your work." He answered.

"Okay," I said reluctantly just as the mic sound came on and the Mc started talking.

The party went on with speeches being given and all that. Then we did a toast. After that, everyone just stood around, socia