I Promise (Septiplier Story)

13 - Intruder

On the way back to the hotel, Jack and Mark's hands would accidentally on purpose brush up against each other, over and over again, but due to being outside in the public, even while trying to hide their identity, they didn't want to attract attention to themselves by holding hands. So their knuckles kept brushing up against each other for the entire walk, but once they were in the building, and safe in the elevator, Jack felt Mark's last two fingers, hook with his, and he couldn't help but smile. They didn't look at each other, as they figured they were on camera, so they kept their hands back a bit, hidden almost behind their bodies. When the doors opened they let go and Jack led the way to his room.

They didn't speak on the trip down the hallway, being that it was late, and they figured their voices would carry down the hall, alerting anyone still awake to their presence. When they got to Jack's door, he slipped the key card from his pocket, and slid it through the lock, as Mark stood rather close behind him. Once they were inside Mark placed a hand on Jack's shoulder and gave it a slight squeeze as they walked into the main part of the room.

Jack was about to toss his key card down onto the nearby desk, when something caught his eye, it was a couple of small yellow lined pages laying on his desk. It looked like a letter, but he knew he didn't write it. So how did it get into his room?

"What the fuck?" he said sounding angry.

"What's wrong Seán?" Mark asked coming around to see what stopped his friend in his tracks.

"That's not mine," he said pointing to the papers. "Someone was in here," Jack said realizing the truth, and immediately looked around the room.

Without touching them, he looked down at the papers, and found it was a letter addressed to him.

"We need to call the police," Mark said instantly and pulled out his phone.

Jack was angry, how dare someone come into his room and violate his privacy.

"Go get Bob," Mark instructed, and Jack just nodded.

"Right," he said and walked down to where Bob and Mandy were staying. It was past 11pm, so he hoped he wasn't waking them.

He knocked on Bob's door, and after a few minuets a tired looking Many answered.

"What's up Jack?" she asked.

"I need to talk to Bob, it's really important," he explained and she let him in.

Thanking her, he stepped in and found Bob was sitting up in bed, under the covers and flipping channels on the TV.

"Hey Jack ... What's wrong?" Bob could tell right away that something was up from the look in Jack's face.

"Someone broke into my room and left me a note," Jack said.

"What?" Both Mandy and Bob said in unison.

"Mark's calling the police now, but we'd like you to be there," Jack asked, hoping he wasn't bothering the man to much, he did look tired.

"Let me get dressed, I'll be right there, and DON'T TOUCH ANYTHING," he said as he got out of bed.

Jack nodded, thanked Mandy and left to get back to his room.

After 10 minuets, Bob was there, and the police were close behind him. They had to leave the room as the police examined everything, and Jack wasn't able to get any of his belongings, but he did have to check to make sure nothing was stolen, or added, besides the letter. Thankfully everything was accounted for, that he could tell. The police took the letters as evidence, but they told Jack he'd get a copy of them, so he could read what it said. The hotel management was also present, and they co-operated with the police in offering up video footage of the area, in the hopes of catching who had broken into Jack's room. Eventually they allowed the men back in once it was all clear, and they were all standing in Jack's room when a police officer came back to speak with them.