he’s being left to stand out here in the lobby.”
Annoyed, Patricia aggressively hit a few more keys. Four seconds passed. Then, the color drained from her face.
“Here it is,” she murmured, her voice suddenly hollow. “Suite 904. Corporate reservation. Confirmed two weeks ago.”
A heavy, suffocating silence fell over the front desk. Ethan didn’t smile.
Lupita stepped forward, looking warmly at the bouquet. “Those are beautiful flowers, sir, even if the stems got a little bent in transit. Are they for someone special?”
Ethan lowered his eyes. “For
