The sound of the telephone had been cut off and Ilithyia paused in the hall, listening. The apartment was far from as large as her villa and there was limited places to hide, but she wanted to be sure. If she went to the second bedroom while intruder was in the first, it was possible he might get by.

Perhaps not past Meg, but Ilithyia wanted to her hands upon him.

"My bedroom," she hissed, glancing back at Meg for briefest of moments. Then she was entering the room, pausing in the doorway before she walked straight to the closet.