Leah sprinted down the stairs and reached the lobby.
She walked in, a sigh of relief leaving her body.
Tim Leyland had not followed her downstairs and Leah Dearcroft was thankful for it.
Her blond ponytail waved behind her as she stepped into the massive lobby.
The place was exceptionally large with several seating arrangements made in the center of the room.
The reception area looked busier than usual. Several ladies attended to the desk at a time as guests milled around there with their bags and luggage.
The ceiling was high, and the lighting was bright and happy, welcoming the patrons of the magnificent Kane Hotel with warmth and class.
Leah Dearcroft felt her spirits rise as she looked around the Hotel lobby.
Only the finest of everything had been used to construct the wonderful place.