Angela
swallowed hard; in the sudden confusion, she had momentarily forgotten
that Adam was on his way. She returned quietly to the door and peeked
around the edge of the doorway into the hall.
Adam
had entered the hotel just behind the three policemen; recalling his
earlier conversation with Angela, he wondered if she was part of the
reason for their presence. He trailed them cautiously, several steps
behind so as not to arouse their suspicion. Near the middle of the
staircase, she heard one of them call her name--had he even known her
last name was Smith?—and noted with mixed feelings that he had guessed
correctly about their business there. A hard- faced woman was silently
but insistently at the officers’ heels, a few steps in front of Adam.
As
the policemen neared the top of the stairs, Adam saw a tall man loom
into view. Adam called Angela’s name, to no avail, and was about to call
her again when the man moved toward the three officers with alarming
suddenness. What the man did next was among the last things Adam was to
see with open eyes for over a week.
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