Chapter Thirty-SixAgnes was still thinking about the man who had popped into her mind earlier, when she suddenly saw him. He was walking across the Millennium Bridge towards the hotel. Though she kept her eyes focused on him, she was aware it didn't necessarily mean that he was coming here. He could be going anywhere. However, if he was planning to call into the hotel, then she would like to, sort of, bump into him somewhere downstairs.
Agnes quickly thought it through. She could hang around in her room and watch where he headed once he stepped off the bridge. But, by doing that, she could miss out on her mission to meet up with him, as by the time she got downstairs, he could have entered the hotel and disappeared into the staff room, or wherever else he was going. Maybe her best option
