Chapter 4
Without another word, Ruth and Loretta were out the door and running down I-95 to the elevators. When the elevator doors slid open on deck five, it wasn’t hard to find the Mermaid’s Dinner Room. They stepped out into the lobby area, immersed in classy gold and silver décor, with a crystal chandelier overhead. Whether the crystals were real or not, Ruth didn’t care—it was breathtaking. In front of them, a sign pointed down an equally opulent hallway to the Mermaid’s Room. As they rounded the corner, they saw another sign with an arrow pointing to the kitchen.
They entered the kitchen, the first to arrive.
Loretta’s sharp breath echoed in the empty space. “Well, so much for the Blue Dolphin, I guess.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Nah. Don’t be sorry. If what Janice said is true, that we’d on
