All the hotel staff bowed respectfully when Lucas, Eve, and Neil entered. The hotel manager hurried over to greet them, his face pale, as if he thought something had gone wrong and his career was on the line.

“G-good afternoon, Sir Atwood,” the manager said nervously. “How can I help you?”

“Nothing. I just want to spend time with my wife in my room,” Lucas replied. He headed toward the elevator, and the manager rushed ahead to press the button.

Once Eve and the others stepped inside, the elevator moved upward, and once again, time seemed to crawl. It finally dinged and stopped. The doors opened, revealing a luxurious hallway...