Mandi stood up as she stared at the screen, then strode to the closet and
took out her two suitcases. As she opened them on the bed, her cell phone
chirped. She ignored it, returning to the closet for an armload of clothes.
There was a knock at the door as she laid the clothes on the bed. She almost
ignored that, too, but her glance in that direction noticed a sheet of paper
being shoved under the door.
She went to pick it up. It read, 'Come to my room. Door is open. Cade."
Opening the door, she found him leaning on the doorframe, a bottle of beer
in one hand and a cell phone in the other.
"Why would I want to go to your room?" she asked.
Pulling an Ice House beer from under his jacket, Cade opened it and handed
it to her as he said, "Here, I smuggled this out of the bar for you. Frank and
everybody else on the teams have probably dropped their forks and are most
likely on their way back up here. I'd say you have about five minutes to be
elsewhere."
Taking the beer, Mandi wryly said, "Gee, thanks, mister, but Timbuctu and
Borneo are considered 'elsewhere' too. Why should I go to your room in
particular?"
"So you won't be in your room when they get here, that's all.
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