TWENTY
There was only one destination on her wish list tonight, but she took her time about getting there.
Rora wanted to be sure that she wasn’t followed. Being paranoid was starting to become part of her makeup. For better or worse, Strike had had an impact on her, and she was realizing that contingencies weren’t such a ridiculous notion. Course, he was her main contingency and she’d make sure he spent his life cleaning up after her if she didn’t get what she wanted from him: an apology for ditching her.
The Last Resort had added a special feature for her, a notch in the underside of the door. It meant she could get access whenever she wanted it and tonight, she wanted it.
Striding through the men she’d come to be familiar with, ignoring the music and the smoke, she kept her focus on
