Rachel peered at the clock and figured that she‘d only sleptabout five hours, but it was dawn and she was too excited to goback to sleep. Nick was snoring softly beside her. She lookedaround at the room, wondering how much this hotel must becosting Nick per night. It was an elegant suite decorated inunderstated pale wood, the only burst of color coming fromthe fuchsia orchids on the console table against the mirroredwall. Rachel got out of bed, put on a plush pair of terryclothslippers, and padded quietly into the bathroom to splash somewater on her face. Then she walked over to the window and
peeked through the curtains.