“OK?” he asked quietly, his hands still tangled in her hair.
“I am.”
“Then let’s go.”
“Yes.”
He helped her out of the SUV, didn’t let go of her hand. They crossed the small courtyard and entered the lobby. There was no security guard, but Sully did see some cameras and the red lights were on. The question was if anyone was actually watching, and if so, who they were.
They waited for the elevator, still holding hands. Cordelia was looking better now, more grounded and centered, and Sully felt a bit of tension leave his body. He wasn’t about to relax completely and he wouldn’t stop worrying, but she was pulling it together. He was willing to bet that she’d surprise him upstairs.
They exited the elevator, scanned the office numbers until they saw Room 518. They approached slowly and Sul
