Happy, Jeffrey headed downstairs holding the bank card. Just in front of him, a black Rolls Royce abruptly came to a stop. The automobile door was ajar. Clarence looked away and got off.
With angry eyes, he glanced at Jeffrey. Jeffrey recoiled and retreated a few paces. Just as he opened his mouth to explain, Clarence walked right by him and entered the hotel lobby.
Nathan hurried to follow him. He was called and given the precise address, "Mr. Conrad, the ninth floor."
Clarence strode straight into the elevator without pausing. When the receptionist noticed that, she said, "What are you doing..."
The hotel manager came trotting over at that moment, desperately shaking his head at her. By the time Clarence's men reached the ninth story, they had both of the men at the door under contr
