To Assassinate an Angel

Chapter Thirteen - Calm as the sea

The Royal Hotel

1:25 PM

Pat rubbed at his face and laughed at Mickey who looked slightly bewildered.

"Y'know, I just realised. We never even stayed here last night but they still have our rooms waiting for us."

The red head rolled his eyes. "But, obviously Annalise remembered that we were supposed to be staying here."

"So, that's why she said 'the same hotel as us' and that she was 'back at the hotel'."

Mickey smirked. "She probably meant to say the hotel we were booked into..." He scratched his jaw. "But, then again...we weren't expecting any of this to happen were we? I mean...what with the agent taking her from the airport, and everything else."

"Heh too right. Anyways, where in hell have they got to?" Pat paced across the foyer and scanned the area with a scowl set on his face. "Pierre did say to meet here, right?"

"Well, he said he was coming here. He obviously didn't realise Anna's mistake either."

"Not that it was actually a mistake. She didn't know we went to the Palace, I'm guessing. Not until after the fact."

"You're right about that, but I kinda figured she meant here...just after I left the station."

Pierre appeared right by Pat's left shoulder. The other man almost jumped right out of his skin.

"Fuck, Pierre...you scared the livin' shit outta me!"

The singer chuckled. "Sorry about that. We gotta go up to the fifth floor. Anna and Jos are waiting for us in one of our booked rooms." He raked tense fingers through his hair messing it up. "Nice room by the way..."

Pat sniffed. "Maybe we should stay here for the rest of the week."

"If we get through the next few hours." Pierre's tone was grim. Pat looked at him and felt a chill. His lover's eyes were dark and it had nothing to do with the colour. Pat watched as a shadow passed across the bigger man's face.

"P..."

Pierre shook his head, grabbing Pat's hand and squeezing it. "Where're the others?"

"Still back at the studio. Fuck...we keep telling them we'll explain all this...but we keep not..."

"I know." He glanced at Mickey. "Michael?"

"Your brother is still with them...I suggested he keep them up to speed. Since he obviously knows more than any of us." The red head stretched. "Oh, and your nephew...he's coming back here too."

"What?" Pierre stiffened. "No. He has to stay with the guys, he'll be safer."

"No...don't you remember what Joscelin said. We need him with us."

Pierre shook his head in anger. "He's just a child!"

"Yes. I know. We all know that. But...he's...ugh..." Mickey shook his head. "Let's just go up there and see what's needed...no point in worrying."

Pierre gave a curt nod, tightening his grip on Pat's hand. Pat frowned but said nothing as his boyfriend led them toward the elevator bay. He guessed that Pierre didn't want to draw attention to them by vanishing in the middle of the foyer.

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The Captain smiled icily and stood to walk over to his whiteboard. Taking a red marker pen, he drew a large cross over his daughter's name.