speaking into it.
Hotel security? Not a chance. For one thing, he wasn't Greek. Although he was too far away to see his face, some¬thing about the way he stood gave him away.
Where the hell was Novosty? This wasn't supposed to be the drill.
He suddenly found himself wondering how much clout Alex had left. Maybe Novosty was out of the play. Maybe the rules had changed.
"Could you please hurry that along." He turned back to the dark-haired girl.
"You said you wouldn't be needing the car until tomor¬row, sir." Formal now, abrupt.
"I just changed my mind. I'd like it tonight. Right now, as a matter of fact."
"Do you want the insurance? It will be an extra—"
"No. Yes. Look, I don't care. Just let me sign that damned thing and