Chapter 13. A secret auction

Christine stared at Björn in silence, her emotions on the verge of bursting.

"You should go to the auction. Maybe you'll find something that catches your eye," Christine's voice was laced with sarcasm. Björn avoided looking at his cellphone screen, waiting for a message or a call.

"No, I've never been interested in auctions. I already have everything I want," Björn replied, glancing at the woman before him. "And I don't need anything else."

"This one is very special. But it's your loss," Christine said with a smile, then turned and headed towards one of the rooms where the auction was taking place. Björn tried calling Thomas, but there was no answer. He persisted, not liking the atmosphere of the place. He preferred to drive back to the hotel, finding the club already dark enough. He had enough darkness within himself; he didn't need more. The auctions featured unique fetish items, works of art, unimaginable properties, and more.

"Why aren't they answering?" Björn muttered to hims