“Okay.

The bartender guided Hannah to a private room before he hurried to the manager’s office and knocked on the door.

He knocked several times, but when no one responded, he gathered his nerve and twisted the doorknob.

“Mr.

Wainwright…”

Suddenly, a pillow hurtled through the air and thudded against the door.

Clive, clearly still groggy and irritated from sleep, glared at the bartender.

“There had better be a good reason for you to disturb my sleep!”

The bartender hesitated, then said, “Mr.

Wainwright, there’s a woman named Hannah here to see you.

I thought I should…”

At the mention of Hannah, the annoyance faded from Clive’s eyes.

He got to his feet, grabbed his coat, and stepped out.

“Why didn’t you say so sooner?”

The bartender muttered to himself, realizing Clive hadn’t given him a chance to explain.

is she?” he asked

responded, “She’s in a private

show you the

door open to find Hannah already there, seated and

for a moment before turning to the

me

“Of course, sir.

remarked, “You’ve been out of touch

Mr.

Vargas

were wrapped up in

need my

always straight

Hannah flashed a smile.

have a reason

a favor from

Clive nodded.

“Go ahead and ask.

I’m reluctant,

would certainly

spread his hands with

in

tone, Hannah chuckled and probed, “What’s the matter? It’s only

something bothering you about

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