The Dark past of Angel's Cove Motel

Chapter one: Homeless Guy.

It was the first day of work for Brenda at Angels Cove Motel and she wasn't able to make it before dark, as she got out of her blue jeep wrangle, she could hear the crunch of asphalt and looked around as she took in her surroundings. The place looked pleasant enough other than the messed up street lamp blinking off then on again, the wind picked up giving her a shiver. She walked swiftly to her room at the motel where she would stay for free and be given $50 a week for any gas she might use.

She didn't need much anyways , she had money from where she saved and from where her great grandmother Macbeth left her a tidy sum of 1million minus what she paid to get her masters writing and art. But she wasn't as Passionate about art as about her writing which is why she took the job in the first place, she needed new traits and people and scenery for her book plus she needed the job for research for another book she wanted to start about a maid being kidnapped and forced into pretty much slavery. She wasn't sure if it would please her publisher that she was trying to finish a book plus start a new one.

Brenda grabbed a box from the back seat and unlocked her room door and kicked it open with her foot.

"We'll it may not be the Hampton Inn but at least the room is clean and it's not roach infested." She said to herself as she turned on the the lamp light and set the box down on the dresser. As she opened her box to grab a family photo of her parents and siblings and her "Whoosh, BANG!" The door slams shut on its open making Brenda drop the photo frame holding the family photo. "Woo, the wind must of really picked up." Brenda said in a breathless tone.

Brenda finished unpacking her toiletries and clothing plus a few odds and ends an went off to bed.

The next morning she awoken bright and early around 7:30 to shower and changed into her work attire which consisted of a navy blue knee length skirt and a white apron and matching shirt to go with, once she felt presentable she went to the front office. On the way she noticed a wood grill on a big square bricked in patio with some picnic benches and it had pretty bushes around the rooms and nice flowers in the flower beds.

She arrived at the office and walked in and saw the manager Linda behind the desk sorting through some papers, she was a nice women when the first met and she had a kind smile " Hey, how are you this morning, misses Linda Rollins?"

She looked up at me with a smile, "I'm doing fine dear and please call me Linda, are you all settled in and read to work?" She said as she removed her reading glasses.

"Yes ma'am , I am thank you." I said looking around the office noticing that the desk was a old dark mahogany and had some scratches on it and the chair she was sitting in was an old green one with a tall back like the ones you see in older movies, but it had a patch or two where duck tape hid holes beneath it and the door that I walked past had a dead bolt on it and had scratches on the door that were deep an looked to be from a knife which I considered odd.

The rest of the office looked nice, there was a news paper article in a frame on the wall from it looked to be Christmas time and it was an article about how the motel looked so good with Christmas light and decorated so nicely and best in the small town it earned a front page news article.

She noticed I was looking at it" yes that was a good year for this establishment back in 1999 before our customer base started to drop , even though every winter we get tourist wanting to stay for the winter decorations and town festivities." Linda said with a warm smile on her face as she looked from me to the news article.

Linda got up from her chair and grabbed her cane. " alright dear let me show you where your going to be clocking in everyday and getting your supplies and orders from." She was the manager but I'd be working under the head maid so I could train and so the manager didn't have to be bothered bout the little stuff, which I could understand.