CHAPTER TWENTY TWO
A few minutes later, Maxwell burned rubber pulling into a stately entrance, with Stella hot on his heels. The pillared gateway led to a central fountain, with paved parking to the left and right. The parking lot was still quite full. Cassidy drove a silver Volvo, Stella remembered. She could see a few Volvos among the other luxury vehicles.
Maxwell parked in the closest bay to the main entrance and Stella pulled up beside him. They climbed out and hurried in. Stella was hastily arranging her thoughts. They’d need to get Cassidy alone. Perhaps there’d be an available treatment room where they could sit. She wanted somewhere quiet, peaceful, and out of the public eye.
The reception desk was surrounded by greenery. A trickling fountain flowed down a feature wall beyond.
