Flashing down the hall to the stairwell, she flew to the roof and used the
keycard to block the door lock while she fetched the flattened can from where
she'd dropped it earlier.
Swapping the can for the card, she tucked the card back into her boot and
launched skyward. If anything came up, John could reach her on the cell and she
wasn't about to sit in that room all night.
Chapter Twenty
The hotel restaurant was closed when Beth and Cade arrived in the lobby, but
the bar and lounge area was still open. Their menu at that hour was rather
unimpressive, and Cade politely said so.
"Well, sir," said the lone waiter, "There are still a few places open on
Peachtree Street," and he named three.
Cade thanked him and he and Beth headed for the doors. As they passed the
big glass windows by the luggage check-in desk, Cade very deliberately allowed
Beth to see his reflection eyeing her reflection's rump and legs.
Pretending to have been caught in the act, he said, "Sorry. I wasn't kidding
about your legs, you know."
Beth gave him an aloof, arched-eyebrow look, but she said nothing and worked
hard to conceal a grin as they continued out the doors to the street.
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