Chapter Seven
Poker Face
“When you defend, try not to worry or become upset. Keep your cool and trust your position - it's all you've got.” - Pal Benko
ELENA
The place to which Lukas brings me for a drink is close. Damn close—just like I asked. In fact… it’s in the same hotel… exactly one floor below… in his hotel room.
Lukas leads me down the elevator, guiding me through a short walk down the hallway of the Hyatt’s thirteenth floor.
Lucky number thirteen. Or unlucky…
That remains to be seen.
I stand by, nervous and giddy, as Lukas removes a dark key card from his pants pocket and inserts it into the hotel door’s slit.
The door lock blinks from red to green, and we enter the room with a simple flick of a handle, the clicks of my heels marking the passage of each agonizingly slow
