Chapter 76
The first thing he did that morning when he reached the hotel was goggle at the finished product in the foyer. Sophie had done an amazing job, the walls in that indiscernible off-white shade, with deep slashes of maroon and olive green in the recessed alcoves, and up above, the domed ceiling was a masterpiece. She'd hired a specialist painter to depict all that was hidden by the solid ceiling, and if he didn't know better he'd swear he was looking straight up at a spiral staircase, to the very heights of the hotel, where it looked like a glass conical window shone rays of the purest golden light, as if snatched from a sunset and splashed across the ceiling.
“Wow,” he whispered.
“It's something else isn't it?” Alex asked, tucking her hand in the crook of his arm. “You shoul
