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.

room card from the

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

door opened, and the room was dark. The cardholder already had a room card, so Larissa turned on the warm orange lights in

carpet silenced Larissa’s footsteps, so her racing

Larissa llbloed over and managed

though she knew

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

heard nothing, he poked his

if Wendy was

Then

“No.”

enough. To “move” Wendy back home was only creating more trouble

here with her.”

sent Aster to Gary’s anyway. Larissa had no reason to