WE Hotel is not far from the city center.
Scott Harris had been following her anxiously ever since she got out of the car, wanting to say something several times but ultimately deciding against it.
Enna Clark rode the elevator all the way up to the top floor.
The Presidential Suite is usually on the top floor. With a ding, the elevator doors opened, and Enna Clark calmly walked out.
It was too easy to determine which room Miranda Lewis was staying in.
Because outside Miranda's room stood two men in suits who looked like staff, keeping watch.
As Enna Clark approached, the two men initially looked at her warily. When they saw she was indeed coming toward them, they immediately extended their arms to block her, "Miss, sorry, this room does not allow visitors."
"Ahem." Scott Harris, who was following behind Enna Clark, coughed lightly.
The two hotel staff noticed him. "Mr. Harris?"
"This is the Young Madam," Scott Harris introduced Enna Clark to them.
