She had to present a composed image to get past security at Stan’s building where he managed a television station from his office as senior vice president. The security staff knew Lucinda. Treated her as the wife of a very important executive in the company. She had a photo security badge that cleared her to come and go any time. When she stepped up to the security desk, the officer on duty smiled, gave an obligatory look at her badge and wished her a nice day, clearing her so she could continue to the elevators. They wouldn’t be smiling for long. Stan could not hide from her, not even here. Nothing could stop her from getting her baby back. She’d called Ziegler, but the doctor had been at the hospital with a critical case. That had left Lucinda no choice but to call Stan or the police. A bell dinged, announcing the elevator stopping at the lobby floor.
