A Glance Out the Door

As Nadia left, I wasn't able to see much of the hallway beyond. I did see, what was evidently, an enforcer standing in the hallway outside my room and I heard another man further down the hallway speaking into a radio or phone.

It didn't surprise me that there would be guards, after all, Dalí hadn't yet explained *why* I should **** someone for him. This led to the contractor situation where I both prayed that he had Mira and that he wouldn't use her against me.

Running my fingers through my hair and not encountering Katja's dragonfly was also disconcerting and I further prayed that wherever Nadia had taken it, the team would be able to follow.

Returning to the bedroom, I opened the dresser to find it had been filled with a quartet of blouses and skirts that were decent enough, if just a bit on the slutty secretary side, compared to my business attire… well, I wanted to say "at home", but I decided "back in New York" was more appropriate, since I hadn't yet moved into a new apartment. Regardless, I got dressed and returned to the kitchen.

Getting a bowl of Rice Chex, which is completely inferior to the Wheat Chex I requested, I sat down at the living room table and began looking through the stack of books that had been left. Most of them were on finance, while a few were on the culture and business world of China and Southeast Asia.