Only a few people wandered through the Marriott’s large, marble-floored lobby. The week after New Year’s Day was downtime. A few business types, some shoppers, and nondescript others crisscrossed the spacious area. Kord was happy not having to navigate a crowded lobby where he might be seen by someone he and Doyle knew, which made him feel even sleazier than he already did. As he strode across the lobby, a smile broke out on his face. There was no reason to smile, he thought, in fact he should be looking over his shoulder for members of Jimmy’s family. Instead he kept walking even though he knew this situation couldn’t possibly end well. And his smile just wouldn’t go away.
In the elevator, he punched the floor number and stood to the back as others piled on. Two hot men in suit and tie s
