![]() ![]() ![]() “Don’t you know who owns this hotel? Graham Wilkes.” Someone will find my body here in your hotel room and they’ll trace this back to you.” “Yes,” Rachel said, “it is in Los Angeles.” “Wait! I lied again! It’s not in Los Angeles!” As Rachel anticipated, the headboard moved according to his frantic struggle against the handcuffs, but it did not touch the wall. She put the knife back in her bag and gave herself a rapid, silent pep talk. His ego oozed out with his words, and Rachel shuddered. “Why don’t you get yourself out of that dress and come over here with me?” The jewelry is in Los Angeles, under my bed.” “No, and I’m sorry for trying to trick you. “I’m standing here with a gun and a knife, ready to use either. A recorded voice finished giving her the three-day forecast, and she replaced the receiver. “Hold on.” Rachel lowered the receiver to her shoulder. There’s a safe in the wall of the closet.” San Francisco.” She paused and ran her fingers over the blade of the knife. “You don’t mind if my guys check it out while we wait, do you?” She picked up the phone on the desk and dialed. The safe is in the back of my closet on the right-hand side.” “It’s in my bedroom on the second floor, in a wall safe. “Is the jewelry in your condo in Los Angeles or your house in San Francisco?” Rachel softened her voice to make him think he would get what he wanted. “I knew you’d come around to my way of thinking.” ![]() Cox relaxed a bit and flashed a cocky smile. ![]()
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