We got out of the car and headed to the hotel.
"Why did we park so far away?" I asked
"So know one knows were we are here" he answered seriously.
I sighed. He wasn't telling me everything. The question was what wasn't he telling me?
We approached the entrance to the hotel. It was very small and not in the best shape. But, a hotel is a hotel.
"I have a room" he said.
"ID please" the woman behind the counter said happily.
He opened his wallet and pulled out the fake ID and handed it to her. He eyes got slightly wider as she looked at the ID.
"Room 108" the woman said without as much emotion.
"I believe you know what to do?" the woman asked.
"I do thank you, well be leaving in three days." He said
What was that about?
We walked to stairs. He stopped at the side to the wall and slid his fake ID in a crease in the wall.
A staircase reveled itself.
I stood there paralyzed in shock.
"How...What.....When....Why?" I uttered.
"I'll tell you later" Brandon said smiling as he disappeared down the stairs.
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Sorry for the short chapter but I
wanted to leave on a cliffhanger.
:-)
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