"On a Saturday, he doesn't. He'll order a breakfast delivery around nine, then send the girl down to catch a cab and he hits the gym."
Perfect. We'd pull him out of bed and his date could be the first to hear she's double the age of the girls he really likes. "Do you have a key to his floor?"
"Yes sir, but it's only for emergencies."
I unholstered my Glock, pulling the slide back and ensuring it was loaded and ready. I pointed at the doorman. "You'll follow me with the key. If he runs or refuses to come to the door, you can either open the door for me or I'll kick it down, I really don't care." I turned to the supervisor. "When we exit on his floor, you lock the elevators down until your man here tells you I said it was OK to let them go."
"Yes sir." The doorman took the key and led us
