“No,” I said.

“I’m not canceling their trip.

I’m just canceling the part where I pay for my own humiliation.” There was a small silence, and then Marcus lowered his voice, and something in it had shifted from customer service into something closer to respect.

“Understood, ma’am.”

Chapter 6 — We’ll Let You

I rode the elevator up to the fourteenth floor alone, let myself into a quiet penthouse, and set my suitcase beside a king bed in a room that was, for the first time all day, entirely mine.

From the balcony the ocean looked like an endless sheet of dark glass.