Alex

Stranger in the Hallway

A blizzard sealed Ashford Grand Hotel at midnight, and the front desk handed you a keycard that was never meant to be yours — one that opens every door on the seventeenth floor, including the suite of a man who checked in under a name that does not exist. By morning, you have discovered the connecting door between your rooms does not lock, a woman down the hall is watching your every move through a cracked door, and the only person who knows why you were all placed on this floor together is the one standing on your side of the threshold right now. Forty-eight hours, three strangers, and one keycard that everyone wants — and only you are holding it.