Death by MoonLight

Authors Notes

Hëy Guys, this is chapter four and i know it hasnt got to the good bits yet but dont worry it will, iwould also like to recomend to great books, The other direction by akitten it has 220 reads so it has to b gud its on chapter 14 now so it mit take a wil for u to read but its brilliant and i wud also lik to recomend the ugly barnacle its only a short story but its brilliant, and its by Patrick_Star~1

So here it is chapter 4 :D

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Chapter Four - The Plan

He stepped out the door of the hotel and took a packet of cigarettes from his his jeans pocket, the label Silk Cut Purple,

he couldn't find the Carlton ones in the shop down the road,

in fact he couldn't find any American cigarettes so he just took a guess at these,

which probably aren't Irish ones either.

He strolled around the outside of the hotel puffing all the smoke out ,

but just then a Police car sped up the road,

well he thought it was because the sirens were going,

but it had the word Garda written on each side instead of Police,

it must be some Irish thing.

He then threw the cigarette on the ground and flattened it by twisting his foot.

he walked back into the hotel and headed for the lift,

he jumped in and press the number four botton,

the doors closed and he began to elevate upwards,

he walked out into the hallway and began to count the numbers on the doors.

547, 548 , 549 , 550, 552, 552 & 553.

He slashed his card threw the handle on the door,

and there was a little beep and the door opened,

he walked in and began to pack his stuff.

And also taking the soaps and a shower hat with him.

He walked out the door and this time strolled towards the stairs for a change.

Now was the hard bit, he needed to come up with a plan,

He only had €50 so he couldn't afford a ticket back to NewYork and even then he have to get a cab back to MadDogs place.

Even worse MadDog is going to tell Danny about it,

And Danny wouldn't be happy about it,

Danny could get the Irish to keep an eye out for me,

And MadDog said you do not want to mess with the Irish,

Shit this was gona be hard and anyway where to next,

He was best going to a B&B it would cheaper than this Five Star place.

And he needed to get out of this area.

"Excuse me, Ma'am,

I would like to check out of this place."

"Can I have your name please, sir."

"Johnny, Johnny Westwood."

"Sorry there is no Johnny Westwood, but their is a Johnathon Westwood."

"Look Bitch you know what I mean, Johnny or Johnathon, same Fucking thing."

"I am, terribly, terribly, Sorry sir, I would just like to inform you, you have another two nights stay."

"I don't wana tell you twice, just check me out."

"Card, please Sir."

"Here, now Astalaviesta ."

"Wait Sir we need to threw your details."