JULIAN WORE HIS SWIMMING trunks and a tank down to the pool level. It was time to work out some of the tension from another restless night, and the gym was first on his list. A swim after to cool down.
As he stepped out into the foyer he glanced around the room, expecting to see Samara buzzing around. When he didn’t see her, he moved over to the front desk.
“Do you know where Miss Jenkins is?” he asked one of the new clerks with pimples on his chin and a modern hair cut that hung to his shoulders. The boy looked far too young to be working at the hotel, but Samara assured him that the kid was a genius at computers. Not only was he updating the software, he was redesigning the website too.
“Yes, sir, she’s in the gym.”
Perfect.
He nodded and walked toward the gym and internal pool—anot
