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.

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

was firmly there and did not disappear

had a room card, so Larissa turned on the warm orange lights

silenced Larissa’s footsteps, so her racing heartbeat and

of the big white bed. Larissa llbloed over and managed to see Wendy’s lace using the

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

line now. Larissa held her chest and sat at

his head around the corner of the entryway. is Wendy

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

struck silent by her answer. Then he asked,

“No.”

enough. To “move” Wendy back

stay here with

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