Lucero rubbed the blood off his hands on the wall. He turned towards the door, his eyes wide. “Anaïs!” He looked around the office, but she wasn’t there. He looked down at the motionless Samantha, then at the door.He had an idea of what Anaïs might have seen when she looked through the door. Lucero rushed out of his office, chasing after his woman. He got to the hallway before the elevator. The elevator going downward had its light on. He knew she was in that one; he couldn’t stop a moving elevator. The executive elevator was free, but the wait to go down would kill him, and so Lucero’s took the stairs in a split-second decision. He jumped down straight, landing on his feet in a slight crouch. His actions startled the cleaner. The poor old lady jumped in fright, her eyes rolled back, and she fainted.Second person in ten minutes, Lucero had knocked her unconscious. He didn’t check on the old lady; he hurried down the corridor, ignoring the curious glances of his employees. By th
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