Chapter 23 A Fortress

• It was almost 10 PM when their convoy finally approached the Delgado estate, and Maya's breath caught in her throat as the sheer magnitude of the property revealed itself through the vehicle's windows.
• The first gate was intimidating—fifteen-foot wrought iron barriers with armed guards in black uniforms. Maya counted at least six guards, their automatic weapons visible in the dim light.
• The drive that stretched before them was nothing short of breathtaking. A perfectly paved road wound through what could only be described as a private paradise, with ancient oak trees lining both sides, their branches filtering moonlight onto the asphalt. Manicured gardens sprawled everywhere, featuring elaborate fountains and flower beds that perfumed the night air.