What he didn’t see was a mass of black SUVs waiting to snatch him away. The lot

was quiet. There were many parked cars because the hotel was large, but he only

saw a couple of people there.

 

One was a man in military uniform carrying a briefcase. He got into his car and

drove off.

 

The other was a woman who had just gotten out of her cab and was walking to the

front entrance, rolling her suitcase behind her.

 

Puller looked at his watch.

 

Two minutes to go.

 

He grabbed his bag and pulled it over one shoulder. He had a feeling he wouldn’t

be coming back here. He slid the gun in the other pocket of his windbreaker but

kept it gripped in his hand. He hit the elevator and made his way down.

 

The lobby was empty except for the woman he’d seen earlier checking in and the

sleepy-looking front desk person helping her.

 

He eyed the doors leading out. If Knox was outside he wondered why. He also

wondered where she had been.