a stop in front of the towering gla

n a crisp uniform, pul

s clicked against the wet pavement

it her face, mixing with th

. She swallowed hard, forcing

lked through the revolving doors i

a blinding light that made

ediately. He saw a high-profile guest entering his lobby and

t Grand. How may I ass

cutting him off. Her e

ed straight to the end of the hall, swip

s parted. She

pward, the numbers on the digital display

rawling 601 suite, Jackson Kerr

ked in a boardroom, tearing a rival

t, his jaw aching fro

by the floor-to-ceiling window and pour

zed on the ma

, Leo: Sent some company

e screen. A muscle f

and tossed it onto

ncel it, but the exhaustion in his bones

e whiskey, letting

ll, the ele

ened. Katia

sound-absorbing carpet, and she pitched fo

e sconces casting long, ambig

had told her. The hallway lights blurred, making the gold numbers on the h

heavy oak door on her left.

card against the

hed. A low beep

Her patience wa

the heavy wood, ready to turn ar

hit the wood, th

ard, revealing

f ice ten minutes ago and failed to pul

stion it. Her br

oor wide open an

ed with her shoulder. The heavy lock click

ark. The main l

neon glow of the Manhattan skyline b

They hit the marble floor

ot onto the thick rug, heading tow

heard th

he whiskey glass still in his han

ed dead in

ted light of the cit