CHAPTER SIXTEEN
It was a short walk from the station to the hotel where the meeting was to be held. I checked in at the reception desk and was shown to the correct conference room by the concierge. I thought I had made good time, but all the other delegates were already seated, and the speaker was about to start. I tried to ease myself into the room with little disruption and was looked at sternly by a couple of people. I smiled and mouthed sorry as I moved along the back row and sat in the first empty seat I came to.
The rest of the morning seemed to drag on, and I found myself daydreaming about my weekend with Tom. In fact, I struggled to get the whole thing out of my head, especially now I knew about Kathryn and Anton. I was disturbed by the coughing of a large man sat behind me, whic
