Chapter 20
THERE WAS ONLY ONE THING THEY COULD DO. Rory took Holly's elbow again and went back into the hallway. He slipped the Glock back into the holster under his jean jacket and pulled the jackknife from his pocket. Flipping open the longest blade on the jackknife, he headed for the nearest hotel room door. Leaning against the door, he placed one hand on the door handle and used the other to slide the knife blade between the door and the door jamb.
"What are you doing? That's not our room?"
Rory shook his head, "Don't you think I know that?" The point of the blade finally slipped against the beveled portion of the locks tongue and with one push, the door opened with a sliding click. The fact the upper latch wasn't engaged meant the room was empty. Or should be.
"How did you do that
