Chapter Sixteen
From what they saw of the hotel it was beautiful, and certainly beyond their pay grade. The car had stopped and the door opened half a second later being held by a porter who had been expecting them. He’d escorted them through the lobby giving commentary on all of the available services in the hotel, and reminded them that they were at liberty to take advantage of any, or all of them, at Mr Hayes urging and expense. Their room wasn’t a room at all but a suite, and when the porter ushered them in she spied her suitcase, which she had forgotten all about but somehow it had made its way here before them. The porter bent over backwards to be pleasant, and reminded them to enjoy their stay. When he’d eventually left Darcy was spinning, but Sloan was gone.
Before she had the ch
