Let Me In

Robin's car eats up the miles on the highway, the engine roaring as she pushes it to its limits. 

She's been driving for twelve straight hours, desperate to reach her destination. 

The fear that something terrible may have happened to Ramsey fuels her relentless pace.

With each passing mile, Robin's anxiety ratchets up another notch. Her knuckles are white as she grips the steering wheel, eyes fixed on the road ahead. "Hang on, Ramsey," she mutters through gritted teeth. "I'm coming."

As the city lights come into view, Robin feels a glimmer of hope. She's made it in time - or at least she prays she has. Pulling into the parking lot of a nearby hotel, she quickly finds a space and throws the car into park.

Grabbing her bag, Robin rushes inside, her eyes scanning the lobby. The receptionist looks up, offering a polite smile. "Welcome to the Ritz-Carlton, how may I assist you?"