Lorena breezed into the Hotel San Francisco and prayed that the bartender with whom Josie had been sharing a not-so-casual flirtation over the past few days would be nowhere in evidence. Luckily, it seemed that his services were not required at such an early hour of the morning, and so she was able to head upstairs and on into her room without incident. Once there — and once she had ascertained that Josie still slept on the narrow bed in the small room that adjoined Lorena’s own — she quickly climbed out of her gown and hung it up in the wardrobe, then got into her night things and slipped into bed.
No, she would not be able to sleep a wink, even though she was up far earlier than she normally would be. That was not the point of getting in bed now. But of course her maid would expect to f
