Leo followed Clyde from the entrance with no intention of hiding it.
He didn't bother pretending he was heading somewhere else. He walked a few steps behind Clyde, close enough that he could see the man's broad shoulders and the smooth, controlled way he moved through the hallway, as if the entire place belonged to him.
Leo's jaw was tight.
Even after his deliberately provocative words at the entrance had failed to draw a reaction, he still hadn't given up. He wanted to see Micah. He needed to see him. And the best way to find Micah was to stick to the man who was obviously connected to him.
Clyde had noticed him long ago. Leo was sure of it.
If Clyde really wanted to, he could have turned around and called security, embarrassed Leo right there at the entrance. It would have taken only one gesture from a man of Clyde's calibre to get rid of him.
