Page 50 of Dead to Me

Another message popped up.

NOW.

I smiled.

China turned away from the window.

“Who's that?”

I locked my screen.

“Nobody.”

She looked at my phone, then at me.

“Was that Malcolm?”

That was interesting.

“Why would Malcolm be texting me?”

“I don’t know. Was it?”

I smiled.

“No.”

China watched me for a few seconds. Then Sierra called her over to see something on the photographer’s camera.

I slipped my phone into my custom robe pocket that matched the pajamas China had us wearing. Malcolm was in room 731.

I had already planned to find him.

It seemed he wanted to make things easier. I waited seven minutes before standing up.

“I need to use the bathroom.”

China pointed toward the bedroom.

“There’s one in there.”

“It’s a number two.”

Three bridesmaids groaned. Sierra laughed.

“Thank you for sharing.”

“I figured you would appreciate the honesty.”

China rolled her eyes.

“Go.”

I left the suite. As soon as the door shut behind me, my smile faded.

I went down one floor by the stairs. The seventh-floor hallway was quiet. Room 731 was near the end. Before I could knock, the door opened. Malcolm grabbed my arm and pulled me in.

He slammed the door.