Chapter One
“Ms. Verdandi! Oh, Ms. Verdandi!” The desk clerk’s voice cut through the low buzz of the hotel lobby. Sigrid stopped and turned towards him, sliding her sunglasses up out of the way. She brushed back a lock of her pale blonde hair. Amanda took another step before stopping and turning around, a question on her face. Sigrid waved her on with one slim-fingered hand.
“Find us a good spot,” she told her companion. “I’ll be along in a minute.” Amanda smiled, nodded, and went on her way. Sigrid walked towards the desk. The clerk was an older man. His gray hair was thinning away to nothing, and he wore thick-rimmed glasses. The maroon jacket of the hotel staff just didn’t seem to suit him. He looked more like a nervous little accountant type. As she walked towards him, she noticed th
