What is it? Pay a visit to the fifty-first floor, if I can. Not yet. One more thing. Three... two... one. Wherere you going? There was the Russian, Will Valentine, on the couch, but this time he was awake. A brand-spanking-new pizza box was next to him and one of his Coors Light beers was unopened, but Devine doubted it would be for long. The Russians appetite for American junk food and beer was apparently insatiable. The women appeared long enough to say goodbye, then they were off on their spree. Why? Ido appreciate you not giving my name away and for warning me about the sneak attack byRick. But when those guys egos act up on them and they get all pissy, they could go to the cops with a whole different angle, where they were the victims instead of being merely stupid and alcohol fueled. We work in the same office. A friend of ours died there. Go on, Mason said, his voice showing his interest What do you do, Pete? Mason nodded. Stone stared at his, then tried a french fry. He hustled down the stairs to find Valentine at the open door staring at... Jennifer Stamos. But if this is his only ride, he must be inside. Do you think hes sick or something? But wont I have to tell that sooner or later? Isnt it evidence, and.. Okay. Just checking for wires and stuff. Can never be too careful these days. Take out your phone and turn it off. Youre not alone. Please try not to shoot anybody, unless he or she exhibits murderous intention..