Nate shoved the phone back in his pocket and headed for the lobby at a jog, forcing himself to think like her. Which was impossible he wasn't a twenty old female. So, he did his best.

If he were a reckless, curious girl with a taste for trouble, what would he do?

His jaw tightened as the answer came to him.

He would go find life. The brightest, loudest, least controlled thing he could reach.

Which meant he had about five minutes before she disappeared into the city properly. Looking for ...