Adams, Sorenson, and McGaverty followed Daniel and Clark into the stairwell. Sorenson went to the outer door and turned to look back at Adams.
“You two,” Adams said to the other officers, “out and guard and be there to open the back door to the car. There’s only a few steps to go, and I don’t expect trouble, but…”
“Plan for it anyway,” Clark supplied. He sighed and pulled Daniel to him, squeezing hard but briefly. “Keep your head down and eyes on the car.”
Sorenson opened the door, and a wave of noise invaded the stairwell. It wasn’t as loud as back on campus, but a chorus of questions rose, each individual one getting lost in the caterwaul. Daniel ducked down, watching where his feet needed to go while he inhaled Clark’s scent. Sorenson got the back door of the Towncar open, and Clark
