They bypassed the toilets and headed to another door, opened it, and disappeared behind it. I could only imagine what they’d get up to in there. My head was spinning and I was excited yet scared at the same time.
What a dilemma. Should I carefully open the door and see where it led, or go home? Frank obviously knew at least the blonde, so she probably knew where the door led. For all I knew, it could have led to an office. Sophie’s office. How would I explain following them?
I was nervous. I’ve never done this sort of thing before, but, as I said, there was something about them. Adrenalin surged through me. I was usually the type that sat back and just watched. I never ventured into territory where there were risks, but maybe it was the scotch. Or maybe I was just tired of being timid.
I glanced about. No one was watching me. I could slip right in, figure out an excuse if I got caught. Could say I drank too much and thought it was the ladies room? It was worth a shot.