Sorry for the longg wait. got caught up a bit.
Monday, May 17th
NORTH LAS VEGAS HOTEL - 3:45PM
The hotel was still full of people at that time. Alex and Sam got out from the gold painted lift and walked briskly to the receptions desk. When they arrived at the desk, the manager, wearing black pants, a black tie and white shirt. He smiled, ready to attend any requests the girls might have.
"Hi, I would like to check out." Sam handed over the key card to the manager. The manager took a look at the card and his eyes widen in shock. Sam and Alex were a bit uneasy at the manager's look but they chose to remain silent.
"Is your room 5239?" The fat manager asked.
Alex raised one of her eyebrows. "Um.. yeah, can't you read? It's on the card"
"Everything all right while you're in there?"
"Yes?"
"Good to hear" He answered, visibly relifed
Why? Is something wrong?" Sam asked, from the tone, she knew that the manager was hiding something
"Well, a teenager once stayed in that room 2 months ago. I don't know what happened but the police found her dead in the bathtub the next day."
Sam and Alex were speechless. But they stayed calm and tried to flush out the man's story out of their heads. A man in a CSI uniform heads to them and flashed his CSI badge on his right hand
"CSI. Have you seen this man?" He asked as he pulled out a picture of Clover's new boyfriend, Douglas, cut from his head to his knees with his other hand. In the picture, he was wearing a blue jacket, unbuttoned with a red shirt underneath and jeans.
"That guy in the picture looks just like Clover's boyfriend!" Alex muttered softly at Sam's right ear.
"Yeah" Sam whispered. Making sure it was not heard by the agent "What did he do?"
"His name is Douglas DeLorean, he escaped from the Nevada Maximum Security Prison 4 days ago" The CSI agent explained
Sam and Alex gasped. Their eyes widen and jaws dropped. Worried about Clover, their minds started racing. Wondering what Doug could have done to her
"Hello.. girls?"
"Um.. no."Sam snapped and gave a smile. "We've not seen him. Sorry"
"Thanks for your help. Whatever you do stay away him, he's armed and dangerous"
The CSI agent walked over to the manager and asked him a few questions. Sam and Alex looked at each other.
"C'mon, Alex. We've got to get the Camaro and find Clover!"
"But where's the parking reception table?"
They looked around and walked around the hotel to find the parking reception table to get their car.
"Excuse me, but are you 21 or above?"
A mysterious voice asked from behind. Sam and Alex ended up at the casino section of the hotel. Where everyone was busy gambling. When stopped by the man, they froze and turned their heads towards him. He wore the brown hotel uniform. Glancing at the bald yet handsome African - American's gold name tag, it read 'Mike Cannon' in block black letters. It was clear that he was one of the hotel staff. Alex drolled and started blushing, pink hearts started popping out from her eyes.
"Oh, sorry. We're kinda lost." Sam giving an innocent smile and starts to sweatdrop "You know where we can get our car back?"
"C'mon, right this way" Mike showed them the way to the parking reception table.
Sitting at the parking reception desk, was a blonde attractive woman named Jane. Looking at the paperwork piled up on the desk.
"Hey Jenny! What's up?" Mike asked as they near the reception table
"The usual Mike. So what can I do for you?" Jane asked. Trying to calm down
"We need the keys to our Camaro real bad" Sam almost begging
Jane picked up some paperwork that was lying on the desk and glances at it. "The 30th Anniversary Z28? It's been taken by Clover... uh... How do you read the last name?"
"Is there a car we could rent?" Sam asked "It's an emergency"
Jane picked up some other paper work lying on the desk and starts looking at it. "All we've got is the Air Ram 6 GTO. But it's gonna cost you a heap of dough. Hey! It rhymes!"
"We'll take it!" Sam smiling confidently
"But Sammy, all we got is 20." Alex reminded her.
Sam turned to the blonde and said "Hey Jane... You think you could.."
"Don't worry" Jane answered "It's in the house"
There was a sudden loud roar outside the hotel. A bright orange sports car screeched under the hotel front porch. It was a 2005 Pontiac GTO Air Ram 6 concept. The concept car developed by GM with all the performance and design to impress anyone that passes by it. Hotel staff, passer-byres all stared at the beast as Danny got out with shades covering his perfect brown eyes.
"Here you go Alex." Danny passing the key onto Alex's right palm.
Alex turned over to Mike and blushed "Hey.. um Mike, maybe if you're not doing ..."
"Hello!" Sam knocked on Alex's head "Clover in danger much"
The girls too one last look at Danny, Mike and Sam before opening the doors and entering the black interior of the GTO. Alex starts the engine and turns the high beams on regardless of the afternoon sun. With everyone's eyes still glued to the car, The orange GTO accelerates out of the front porch before turning right into the famous Las Vegas strip.
"There's one thing you forgot to tell me Sammy. Where're we going?" Alex said while they were in the car.
"To track Clover's X-powder!" The redhead answered. She took out her X-powder and pressed a button. A holographic map of Las Vegas appeared in front of her eyes. It had a blinking red dot on the bottom left hand corner.
"She's at The Marriott Las Vegas"
Alex kicks into 3rd gear and the Pontiac started to move above the speed limit.
THE MARRIOT LAS VEGAS HOTEL - 3:55PM
Sam and Alex knocked hard on the white hotel door, hoping to see Clover alive behind that door. The door opened. It was Clover. She was in a white tank top and black shorts. Happy to see their friend unhurt, Alex and Sam gave Clover a big hug.
"Woah, I've should have gone away more often"
"Clover, you've got to stay away from Douglas. He's a wanted man!"
"That's what I wanna talk to you about. You see Doug's innocent"
"He is!" Sam and Alex asked with a raised eyebrow.
"But I don't get it." Sam wondered "He escaped from the Nevada Maximum Security Prison 4 days ago"
"I did" Doug in a blue jacket, light denim jeans and trainers peered from behind.
Quickly, Sam too out the laser lipstick from her pocket. "Freeze Douglas! You're under arrest!" Sam shouted and Douglas raised his arms out.
"Sam! like I was saying Doug's innocent"
"Look" Doug stood up, slowly putting his hands down and told the story to Sam and Alex.
When he finished, there was a knock on the door. Behind the white painted door was a pair of police officers, wearing their black bullet proof vests with the words 'LVMPD' above 'S.W.A.T' in white emblem on top of their police uniforms. They got into a difficult standby position, holding their pistols with both hands, ready for action and also risking their lives to protect innocent lives.
"Police! Open up! Or we're bustin in in 3 minutes"
"It's the cops!" Alex whispered, being careful not to shout.
"We've gotta get Doug outtahere!" Clover whispered
"But the window can't open!" Alex added.
Sorry for not replying your reviews in the last chapter. I was just a little sudden that John DeLorean had died. Rest in Peace Mr. DeLorean
Ominae: I see that you wanna use my characters in your story. You can use em. But the only characters I've ever created are Marty and his Dad. (Martin Andrew Mitchell and Kerry Martin Mitchell) Good luck with your story. Can I also request to have a 2003 Chevy Suburban used frequently in your story? If you need any more just ask.
Mathew: That story will be updated in a verrryy long time. Currently no ideas for the next part. Thanks for reviewing and I'll try to review your story some time in the future. Hey that's a BTTF reference!
Marty
