The doorman snapped to attention. A stately man appeared and helped McCall from the car, then turned to Nick. “Mr. Dartmouth, so nice to see you again.” He flashed a pleasantly starched smile at McCall. “I believe you’ll find the penthouse suite to your and your guest’s satisfaction.” “Thank you, Samuel. You’ve never failed me.” Nick motioned for McCall to follow the portly concierge, who nodded to a waiting bellhop. She had expected the younger man to click his heels in response. Instead, he efficiently transferred their baggage to a brass luggage carrier. McCall entered the exquisite, gold-and-ivory-appointed lobby. With its three magnificent domes protecting the rotunda, she had to admit, although she’d been in plenty of fancy hotels in Texas, the Fairmont was probably the ultimate of luxury and beauty. The gilded room reminded her of a massive golden nugget. No doubt the hotel promised to live up to its reputation. The fragrance of freshly cut flowers filled the massive lobby.
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