‘This way, Ebony,’ Sandy said when he saw her.
‘She moved in close to him. ‘No. Do not call me that in public. I am Sherryn Forbes.’
‘Oh. Okay. Good point. Do you have any ID?’
‘Yes.’
‘Get it out. The officers on security will record your details and give you a pass before we go upstairs.’
Ebony pulled Sherryn Forbes’s driver’s licence out of her wallet and forced a smile as she showed it to the officer. He wrote her details in the visitor’s book. He didn’t speak or look at her when he handed her a visitor’s pass.
‘Happy chap,’ Ebony said as Sandy pushed the button to call the elevator.
‘He’s probably been there all night,’ Sandy said. ‘Let me do the talking with Tomy. Only speak when she asks you something. Okay?’
Ebony nodded. Her stomach rolled as the elevator stopped on the nom
