"Thanks, mate," he said as Kevin handed him the bottle, raising it slightly in a salute.
Cath nodded at the lady and her father as they entered. So the dark haired woman was Leto, the nurse. He'd encountered her son and father. Nice family, they shouldn't be here. None of them should.
He shrugged,cracking open the whiskey. "I've only seen one security guard all day," he said. "He's barely past knee britches and hasn't been paying very close attention. Anyone else seen any of the others?"
Taking a drink of whiskey from the bottle, he shrugged again. "Take some Red Bull to the girl and ask nicely for a passkey?" he suggested. "Or ask Ronnie. If he's alone, he'll need all the help he can get." He liked the boy, but he was in well over his head.
Cath snorted at Sean's warning. "I hate to say this, mate, but we wouldn't be here if we weren't willing to stick our necks out. But thanks all the same. God helps those who help themselves." He raised his whiskey towards the two holy men before taking another pull.