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.

was firmly there and did not disappear

the room was dark. The cardholder already had a room card, so Larissa turned on the warm orange

her racing

of the big white bed. Larissa llbloed

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

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 all this time vanished

his head around

idea if Wendy was

silent by her answer. Then he asked, “Want

“No.”

hotel was sale enough. To “move” Wendy back home was only creating

here with her.”

anyway. Larissa had no reason to rush