When we reached the bathroom, I ducked inside and closed myself inside one of the cubicles. Now what?
I waited there, going ahead and using the toilet since I was already inside a stall. The water had barely gone down after flushing when someone knocked on the cubicle. I frowned.
“Occupied,” I said.
“Not for long,” Charles whispered.
I threw open the door with a gasp and a smile. “How did you get in here?” I asked.
Charles shook his head. “No time.”
He drew me into the main area of the bathroom, then squeezed the two of us inside what I thought was a closet just as the exterior door opened, and Agent Woolworth called inside.
“Are you just about done before?”
I couldn’t figure out what Charles was doing. He opened a vent near the floor and pointed me inside. I climbed down the acces
