Garran finished having a meal and immediately he came out. He didn't bother checking the mission boards or training yards of the guild.
He just knew she wouldn't be there. This was Lyssa afterall. Walking to the building adjacent the guild, his eyes cautiously navigated the supposed temporary lodgings which in reality was merely private rooms for hire by the hour.
He sighed.
The clerk at the entrance barely looked up. When he asked.
"Vampire woman? The third floor, second door to the left. She went up maybe twenty minutes ago."
Garran nodded and climbed the stairs with the weary resignation of someone who'd walked this path in several other cities.
The hallway was dim with closed doors from left to right. He didn't need to guess which room, he just let the sounds guide him.
He leaned against the wall by the door that was slightly ajar, Lyssa's voice echoed within. Breathless and real and beneath her's, at least two male voices responded, maybe three.
