I would have spoken to Neha for about 15 to 20 minutes and Sundar was still sleeping. So I thought to get something to eat. I went to a nearby joint, ...ot some sandwiches and coffee for both. When I reached back to the hotel room Sundar was in the bathroom.I sat on the chair and started to have my brunch. He came out of the bathroom and was so happy to see me. “Oh, there you are. Where did you go? I was worried that you left.”I said, “Oh come on Sundar. How could I leave you? You still owe me. He guessed the evening was over.Would the next few minutes be the last he ever spent in her apartment? Would Monday bring a return of the cold shoulder, his confounded impotence in her presence? Why the fuck had he stuck his hand down her jeans tonight?He held out her bottle and waited to have her hit the ejection button.“Thanks.” She took a sip, but only a small one. “Listen...” She glanced back at the hallway. “I hate to do this, Ken, but...” She bit her lower lip, and silently mouthed the. "What's happened?" It's all right." I had no idea, but stuck in an elevator with a claustrophobe, I held a positive attitude no matter my internal emotions. "Someone will see an alarm and come get us." But Zenellis Enterprises runs the express, and everyone but Saroya is gone. Besides, there isn't any access between the penthouse and the lobby. It's an express, for cripes sake!"The blood flow in my arm was constricted by Letti's firm grip. She was way too smart and cogent for phony comments. I poured it in two glasses followed to the music area, shuffled to some soft music and headed back to the balcony.The weather was just perfect . The rains had just stopped and it was cold breeze blowing through. It was the perfect moment to sit and talk about life. We did a final cheers together , gulped down the drink in one shot , smiled at each other signalled for another one.After few rounds of drinks and immense conversations, she was shivering. Giving her my jacket, I held her close to me.