Morgan returned to the Nimb Hotel’s lobby at about midnight after spending an amazing evening with Lily. He offered a nightcap up in his room, but she declined gently citing an early day. She did kiss him gently on the lips as they waited for her car at the valet stand. When it arrived, she climbed aboard, dropped the roadster’s roof, and drove off with a wave of her hand and quick toot of her horn.
Morgan turned towards the elevators, but someone called out his name.
“Mr. Curry!” It was Arne the bellman.
“Good evening, Arne!” Morgan replied. “What’s going on?”
“Just letting you know, sir, I let your ‘friend’ into your room,” Arne said with an all too obvious wink.
Morgan pulled a 500 Kroner note from his tux jacket and slid it into Arne’s hand.
“Thanks for the heads up,” Morgan adde
