"Don't try then. And I'm not leaving you this second anyway. Escort
service right to your door, and I want to hear the bolt slide when
you've closed it after you. Here's your key."
He stopped at the door of the flat and didn't try to enter after her.
She turned to face him. "Good night, George. And thanks again, a
million."
"Forget it. But listen a moment. My guess that he might be waiting
here for you was wrong, but I'm still worried and I guess you are too.
Would you feel safer spending the night in a hotel room? You could
write a note for Ray--I'd have had to bring you here to do that in any
case--and then I could drive you on downtown. It might be the safest
thing."