Jack and Alex arrived at their hotel. They brought the few bags that they had up to their room on the fifth floor.
Alex looked out the window and saw the New England Aquarium right outside. It was less than yards away. There were also two seafood restaurants.
"Let's go eat at one of those restaurants. I've been craving some seafood for a while," said Jack who was standing next to Alex so close that some of her red hair was in his face.
"Okay. I'm in the mood for some crab," said Alex.
"I'm going to get some flounder," said Jack.
They both left the hotel and headed towards one of the seafood places. There was a small fifteen minute wait for a table, but it was worth it. The food was excellent. Especially Alex's crab.
After they had finished, they wanted to get some more. They ordered seconds of the same food. When they had finished the seconds, they went back to the hotel.
As they walked down the hallways of the hotel to their room, Alex pulled out his key card. He swiped it in the slot and entered.
The room was a mess. The blankets of the beds were thrown on the floor. The pillows were cut open and their feathers were everywhere. The curtains of the windows were pulled off.
Alex entered the bathroom and saw the shower curtain completely pulled off. The toilet was clogged and the bathtub was overflowing. He saw a note next to the sink that was overflowing as well.
He read it.
Hello Alex Rider, this is a warning from Robert Clay, the marine biologist. You are lucky that you weren't in your room when my men came, for you would have been killed along with your companions. If you are smart, you will leave Boston and go home to England. It's for your own good.
Alex was shocked by the note. He showed it to Jack. She cursed when she saw it.
"No! This is our vacation! Why do all the insane people have to try to kill us on our vacation?" Jack shouted at the ceiling.
"Don't worry Jack; we are not going back to England. We'll stay here and enjoy Boston until things really escalate," said Alex.
"Oh, don't worry about me wanting to come home. I'm not going home if they try to cut all my hair off and cut my toenails and fingernails," she said.
"Good," said Alex. "But be very alert at all times. Robert Clay and his men will be back."