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.

was aware of Larissa’s friendship with Wendy, so he helped Larissa get a room card from the

firmly there and did

room card, so Larissa turned on

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

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

reaching out. Even though she knew she was being paranoid.

chest and sat at the head of the bed. All the energy that had been supporting her all this time vanished at

When he heard nothing, he poked his head around the corner of the

idea if Wendy was really okay. “She’s alive.

Then he asked, “Want

“No.”

“move” Wendy back home was only creating

stay here with

to Gary’s anyway. Larissa