CHAPTER FORTY FIVE: GREGORY

I got up suddenly, taking in the breath of my environment. I was still dressed in my pajamas, with my long straight hair, dangling behind me, but I was sure this was an elevator because I've been in one, about twice or thrice. They were in mom's workplace and also, almost everywhere in Scotland hotels and firms. The first and only time I've ever been to Cameron's workplace, I mean, his cosmetics, spa, hotel&hair company--Cam&Rub, i had not used the elevators but I had I found there were many there. It was a tall, five storey building. Or is it six? I can't remember. There was a difference in the elevator I found myself. It was empty. In fact the lights were not on. They must have closed for the day in whatever company I found myself. I tried to press a button but none budged. "Robin?" I called him, because I knew he had brought me to that place. I looked around, but I could see well because it was dark. I pushed open the entry doors with my hands and left the compartment of the eleva