CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT

Swiping the room card across the lock, Grace rushed into the suite, looking around anxiously for any sign of a break in.

On her way there, she had imagined a number of scenarios where a bugler got in and attacked Enrique, leaving him unable to finish the call or answer the ones she had put through.

"Mr Black? Mr Black, are you alright?" She yelled from the living room.

With no response from him, she walked into the bedroom, still with no sight of Enrique around. "Mr Black, are you in the bathroom? If you're there, can you just make a sound, so I can know you're alright?"

She still got no response and was forced to say, "I'm going to walk in under five seconds, Sir. I need to make sure you're alright, okay?"

Just as she was about to begin counting, she heard a faint, "I'm in the shower," from inside the bathroom.

Enrique usually spoke in his rich, deep, Spanish accented voice, but oddly his voice just now sounded low and very much unlike him.

"I don't hear the sound of the shower, thou