Nate’s car door, rather. Another wave of guilt washed on top of her anxiety. As she looked at the building jutting up against the night sky, she wondered what Nate was doing right then. He would be long out of the handcuffs by now. If nothing else, the maid would have come by and discovered him. If he’d been smart, he’d stayed put at the motel to lie low until this was all over. She hoped he was doing exactly that, and that he wasn’t hating her too much in the process. No doubt he was pissed as hell at her for stealing from him, but she had every intention of giving him the car back after this was done. Hopefully he realized she had no choice, and that she had to do this without him. If Nate had come along loaded for bear, Andrew would know they’d teamed up. He might be a lot less likely to make a deal with her if he knew she’d already told others the truth. The office building was abandoned, but it wasn’t locked. She clutched the envelope in her hand as she entered, wondering why it hadn’t dawned on her to bring a flashlight.
