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 front desk. “Just head up. I don’t know if Wendy’s

there and did not disappear until

cardholder already had a room card, so Larissa turned on the warm orange lights in the entryway that lit up the room.

silenced Larissa’s footsteps, so her racing heartbeat

a human–shaped bulge under the middle of the big white bed. Larissa llbloed over and managed to see Wendy’s lace using the weak light from

of the bed, shakily reaching out. Even though she knew she was being paranoid. she

breathing 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 had been supporting her

the door, When he heard nothing, he poked his

idea if Wendy was really

Then he

“No.”

“move” Wendy back

here

anyway. Larissa