Sweet Subterfuge

It took some time to drive back into the center from the airport. In the middle of It, Lewis met up with a subordinate and told him to

low Larissa’s car away from the motel

When they reached Maple Hotel, it was already 3 am. There were no hotel guests in the lobby, only uniformed hotel stall waiting for guests to show up

The doorman was about to help guide them kindly when Larissa waved him off and explained their reasons for coming. I’m looking for your hotel’s Administrative Manager, Wendy.”

The smile on the doorman’s lace frone up as he backed away alertly. He anxiously caled for the lobby manager to come.

As “oldies” al the hotel Industry, Larissa naturally had met the lobby manager quite a len limes. The manager recognized Larissa and asked her. ‘What brings you here?”

“I’m looking for Wendy,” Larissa replied.

lobby manager was aware of Larissa’s friendship with Wendy, so he helped Larissa get a room card from the front desk. “Just head up. I don’t know if Wendy’s awake already or

whole way to Wendy’s room. Her andety was firmly there and did not disappear until she was sure that

so Larissa turned on the warm

and scht carpet silenced Larissa’s footsteps, so her racing heartbeat and heavy

bed. Larissa llbloed over and managed to see

of the bed, shakily reaching out. Even though she knew she was being paranoid. she sell carefully checked Wendy’s

out. It clearly showed that she was line now. Larissa held her chest and sat at the head of the bed. All the energy

heard nothing, he poked his head around the

Wendy

struck silent by her answer. Then he asked, “Want

“No.”

“move” Wendy back home

stay here with her.”

to Gary’s anyway. Larissa had no reason to rush