He’d watched the light above the elevator as it illuminated each floor, stopping on 1. Problem was, once he’d gotten to the first floor, he couldn’t find her. He couldn’t find Senator Halston or Halston’s bodyguard either. They’d all vanished. And then, miracle of miracles, the CNA who’d been helping Bianca had hurried by. Cal had stopped her and turned on the charm. Asking her where they’d taken Halston would have put the gal on alert and bring trouble on his head, so Cal took another route. He asked her about the cute nurse she’d ridden down in the elevator with. Where could he find her? The CNA must have seen the honest truth in Cal’s eyes—that he was smitten. “Lower level,” she’d told him. “She’s hanging around radiology waiting for the senator.” “Thank you.” He’d kissed her cheek with relief and she’d hollered after him as he sprinted back to the elevators. “Good luck!” Luck. He’d needed luck, because when he’d gotten to radiology, Bianca wasn’t there.
