His steps slowed. Turning his head to the side, he glanced at Kelly Ann.
On the way upstairs, Kelly Ann seemed exhausted too, panting as she wiped away sweat.
The waiter watched her, lost in thought.
Working in a hotel, he'd seen this kind of thing plenty of times. He could more or less guess what was going on.
Just as he was struggling with whether he should keep helping, a slender figure stepped out of one of the rooms in the hallway.
Lorraine Hughes!
"Miss Chapman, see you tomorrow!" Lorraine waved to the person in the room, walked past the three of them, and after she'd already gone by, she suddenly stopped.
Her gaze swept over the face of the semi-conscious man, and then fixed on the mask covering his face.
Watt Bennet was leaning against the wall, his head hanging very low, his face tilted downward.
Standing like that, the mask had slipped a little.
From Lorraine's angle, she could see a small part of the face exposed beneath it.
