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With a touch of unease, she glanced to the area he indicated with his head. Amidst millinery of all sizes and shapes, a rather burly man stood only a few steps away. He tipped his hat. Lips tightening, she flounced back down the steps. But the building was huge. By the time she shoved through the crowds and appealed to each guard, the slot for her address would be over and gone. She should have allowed herself more time. Before slipping underneath the rope, she looked back over her shoulder.
She ducked under the rope. The women immediately forged a path for her. Stracke might not have believed her, but they did and they had the utmost respect for her. I can get ya in. She looked both ways, then leaned closer.
And though she felt she was in the right, she was very much in the minority. She looked at her watch. Twenty-four minutes left. Is it fast? Does it involve any guards? Skirting around an enormous bronze lion flanking the entrance, the woman led her onto the grass and toward the north side of the building. The farther they walked, the less congested it was until finally they reached the fringes of the crowd.
Quick, over here. Ducking beside a puny bush, the woman dropped to her knees and began to jiggle a cellar window. Billy glanced behind them. No guards within sight, but several women watched unabashedly. With a growing smile, one of them corralled those around her, then directed them to turn their backs and form a human wall around Billy and her cohort.
The gesture warmed her heart. Women were a wonderful breed.
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The woman grunted, her entire body shaking as she continued to rattle the window. Dropping down beside her, Billy tried not to think about the moist dirt beneath her knees. Better to arrive with a soiled skirt than not at all. Lining up her fingers along the opposite side of the frame, she pressed as hard as she could. I clean this place at night. Without warning, the frame swung inward, crashing against the wall. The momentum slammed Billy into the stone wall above the opening. The rim of her hat wrenched its pins to an awkward angle and ripped the hair entwined by them.
Sucking in her breath, she pushed away. At least her hat had protected her face. Ignoring the pain in her scalp, Billy considered her options. There was nothing for it but to lie full out on the ground and shimmy herself in.