More so than the bottom floor, the second floor was almost perfectly symmetrical. The stairs gave way to a wide hallway with a doorway directly opposi...e, and then three more doorways spread evenly on each side. I figured that the door at the end of the hall probably led to the master bedroom, so we decided to start on the left side and make our way around, saving it for last.That first room ended up being what was essentially an apartment all on it’s own, complete with three modestly-sized. ”“That is so stupid!”“She still has one end of the cuffs around her leg and is dragging the other.”“But did she take the President’s daughter with her?” Smythe demanded, shaking off his drunk and acting like a commander. “And did she go willingly or was she kidnapped?”“We don’t have any choice but to put an APB out on her,” Mr. Smith MIB said. “Secret Service, Homeland Security, FBI—everybody.”“We need to assume it is a kidnapping and go from there,” Lieutenant Smith declared. He was already on. ”Mariah smiled and as she hurried into the bathroom and closed the door, I too quickly stood up and took off my clothes. I had on some boxers, but immediately realized I probably needed a towel to wrap around my waist. Subtly going over to the bathroom door and knocking, I asked Mariah to pass me a towel. Mariah opened the door slightly and after handing me one I told her, “Thanks.”Quickly moving back over to the bed, I stripped down to my boxers and then wrapped the towel around my waist.. About what people are doing.’ ‘Well, the Hirsches are expecting another grandchild, and the Fredericks ordered their groundskeepers to stop throwing their cigarette butts in the fishpond. The Simmons…’ ‘Not that crap. How do people like me here?’ ‘They like you fine, Betty. You seem to be a lot like them. So far, they’ll probably vote to let you buy in, unless something awful happens.’ ‘What about this place, the Barclay Inn? Who’s fucking who here?’ ‘There are a grand total of eighteen in this.