Chapter 7

• "Listen—" I started.
• The elevator made its metallic ding and opened its doors to the side. I carried the bags and followed behind her like a bellboy. She stood in the middle of the hallway, waiting for me to act. I could see she'd never been there before. Not to Pete's apartment and probably not in New York. Other than the occasional London trips to visit her brother and Timothy, Klaus hadn't seen much of the world.
• "It's this one." I nodded my chin to the right door.