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Gwen left work a little early for her mysterious date. Even though she was pretty sure she would see Alexander, after everything that had happened in the last week, she couldn't be one hundred percent sure. When the cab dropped her off in front of The New Yorker, she smiled, certain it was Alexander. Entering the Art Deco hotel, he immediately remembered his days without Miami and took the elevator to the second floor.

Outside the room, she hesitated, not knowing what to expect. Would he be angry to learn that he had given his password to the FBI? Whatever happened, she knew she needed to find out the truth. Taking a deep breath, he inserted the card into the lock.

electronics and waited for the green light. Pushing the handle down, he opened the door and stepped inside. Looking around, she was surprised not to see him. Was it him outside? A noise that seemed to come from a porch caught her attention and she looked up, meeting Alexander's startled gaze.

Putting his cell phone away,