I jabbed on the bell-push, giving the code signal that had been successful yesterday.
Claire Bushnell’s voice came down the speaking tube. “Who is it?”
“Lam,” I said.
“Oh... I can’t see you now.”
“Why not?”
“I’m just getting up. I slept late.”
I said, “Put on a robe and let me in. It’s important.”
She hesitated a moment, then buzzed the electric release.
I opened the door and went up.
Claire Bushnell’s door was slightly ajar. I pushed it open and went in.