CHAPTER NINE
With adrenaline pumping through her system, Keri finally pulled off the freeway. Her eyes darted back and forth between the road and the clock on her dashboard as she swerved in and out of the thick traffic on the exit ramp, eventually using the shoulder to get past the long line of unmoving cars.
Ray was right. Even with her siren blaring, it had been tough to get downtown to the massive L.A. Live entertainment complex by 10 p.m. By the time Keri pulled up in front of the JW Marriott on West Olympic Boulevard, it was already 9:58. She parked in a spot marked “loading/unloading only.” As a valet walked over to chastise her, she flashed her badge and told him to make sure no one touched the car.
Then she hurried into the hotel, past the check-in desk to the large lobby bar i
