INT. - MELTON HOTEL GARAGE - MORNING

Gerri stepped out of her Charger into the dark, humid air of the Melton Hotel parking garage, still reeling from the conversation she'd had with Kinsey. Her logical mind warred with the absolute certainty in her heart that the anthropologist was telling her the truth. And while she'd typically thought herself a more reality based person, she had to admit the powerful push of her intuition-something she'd had her whole life-had little to do ...