"Probably my father again," he muttered.
The guard glanced down at the caller ID before giving a small nod.
Victor closed his eyes briefly and leaned back against the elevator wall.
His family was clearly not going to let him enjoy a moment of peace.
The elevator doors opened several floors later, and Victor stepped out first, his guards following closely behind as they made their way along the quiet corridor toward the executive suites.
The hotel had clearly made arrangements for his arrival, because the moment they reached his room, a staff member was already waiting nearby to assist them. Victor took the key card from his guard and unlocked the door himself before stepping inside.
