Chapter 18
The doorman at the luxury hotel Chris was staying in sniffed when I gave him my name, his long nose held high as he used a card hanging around his neck to access the penthouse floor. He stepped aside so I could enter the elevator and as soon as the doors were closed I checked my reflection in the gleaming silver wall.
I groaned. My hair stuck up all over the place and I combed it down with my fingers before straightening clothes rearranged during my brief lie down. Then I faced the doors as the elevator climbed all the way to the twenty-seventh floor. The doors opened and I stepped into a small foyer, my footsteps echoing around me as I crossed snowy white tiles to push the buzzer on the wall beside an imposing set of double doors.
One section of the door opened and I caught
