CHAPTER NINETEEN
For the briefest of seconds, Keri considered just flinging the tray at the head of whoever entered the room. But what if it was a john or some teen call girl and the security guy was behind them? She’d lose the element of surprise and a potential weapon. Better to use the disguise first and avoid a confrontation if possible.
“What does that mean?” she heard Keith say but ignored him.
The door opened wide and light streamed in, blocking her vision, which would have made throwing the tray accurately difficult anyway. A figure stepped into the light and she saw that it was indeed a security officer. His hand was on his hip where a weapon would be but he hadn’t unholstered it yet.
“Hello?” she said warily, trying to sound as innocuous as possible.
“Who are you?” he demand
