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The Amazing Eight Luxury Hotel was a small hotel on the outskirts of town. The narrow building consisted of eight floors with only eight rooms on each floor. The hotel wasn't in the safest neighborhood, but having called or been to almost every other hotel in the city, Sienna had no other options. So, without seeing the hotel or the inside of a room, she went ahead and booked the entire top floor.
When she arrived out front, she paid the driver, then stepped out of the car. Hoisting her bag over her shoulder, she let her eyes travel over the building in front of her. Take away the scary looking tenants standing outside, the graffiti on the walls and the dying plants in the front and it really didn't look that bad. Made of red brick, the building held an old time charm that Sienna could only hope carried on into the interior of the hotel.
She checked in downstairs with a man whose look made Sienna's stomach turn. As she entered her room, the feeling in Sienna's stomach grew from uneasy to disgusted. Ceiling corners were swamped with cobwebs and spiders. Dust covered the nightstand and dresser, while the bedding was ratted with holes and stained sheeting underneath.
The small bathroom wasn't any better. The sink, once white, was now tan...stained from the stay of previous guests. The toilet had a dark ring on the inside of the bowl and the shower had hair clinging to the drain. And if that wasn't bad enough, the water was brown.
Sienna had stayed in some pretty bad places, but this was completely unacceptable. With an angry scowl on her face, Sienna turned around and headed downstairs. A young girl, with soft red hair, dressed in a torn jeans and a small shirt, took one look at Sienna's unhappy face and disappeared into the back room to get the manager. Sienna suppressed a shudder as the manager turned out to be the repulsive man who had checked her in.
"I need a refund, please." Sienna said quietly.
The manager snorted and jerked his head to the wall behind him. "The sign says..."
"Yeah...I can read." Sienna interrupted. "And I don't care what the sign says. The rooms are dirty and they smell. I want a refund and I want it now."
"What you want don't matter, lady!" The manager said, crossing his arms over his chest. "You can stay or you can go. Either way, you ain't getting your damn refund!"
Sienna's eyes narrowed and before the manager could comprehend what was happening, Sienna's arm snaked through the open window. Grabbing ahold of the man's shirt, Sienna yanked him towards her. She laced her arm around the man's neck and pushed his face down onto the counter. A pen was lifted from the desk and the ball, pointed at his neck.
"I want you to listen to me and listen very carefully." Sienna whispered. "I have spent the last couple of days inside an interrogation room trying to figure out why my life suddenly turned to shit, only to discover that the cause was a man, that I thought was lying comfortably under six feet of packed dirt with a headstone as a pillow. I am tired. I have no patience. And you are doing a very good job of pissing me off."
"Now, you can, either, open your little drawer, take out the money I paid for the room and hand it back to me." Sienna continued. "Or...this pen goes into your throat and I take the money back myself while you lay here bleeding to death all over your germ infested counter." Sienna leaned in really close, her words a harsh whisper on the man's ear. "Either way...I will be getting that damn refund."
Three minutes later, Sienna walked out of the hotel with the refund in the pocket and the manager shaken, but unharmed. It was probably a little over the top...threatening the man's life with a ball point pen, not that she could have done it in the first place but she didn't care. She had more pressing matters on her mind. Like finding a place for her daughter, her parents and her in-laws to stay.
Not knowing what else to do, she made quickly made the choice to go back to the very first hotel that NCIS had put her in before Buck Rawlins had re-entered her life. If she rememebred correctly, it had been decent and reasonable. At teh very least, she knew it would be clean. If she was lucky, they would still have some rooms available. Without looking up, Sienna went to the first yellow door she saw and slid into the back seat, luggage in tow.
"The Lorero Hotel, please." Sienna said quietly.
The driver of the car turned around to look at the woman in the back seat and frowned. His mouth opened to speak, but shut again when he recognized who she was. Without a word, he simply started driving. As the yellow car pulled away from the curb, two blue cars pulled up to it. Four agents, three males and one female, piled out of the cars and looked around. Not seeing the cab out front, Gibbs starting handing out orders.
"DiNozzo, David. Check the back. See if our cab's there." he said. "McGee...you're with me."
Ziva and DiNozzo walked off, hurrying towards the back of the hotel as Gibbs and McGee headed towards the front door. Once inside, the two walked to the counter, flashing their badges to the man behind the counter.
"Special Agent Gibbs, McGee." Gibbs said. "We're looking for a woman."
The man snorted. "Most of you guys who come in here are."
"We were told she might have rented some rooms here." McGee continued, ignoring the man's comment. "Under the name Cena?"
"We aren't exactly the Ritz, boys." the man said. "They pay in cash, I don't ask names. Our clients like it that way."
"I bet they do." Gibbs said under his breath. "Show the man her picture, McGee."
Gibbs took out a picture of Sienna and showed it to the man. The man looked at Sienna's picture, his eyes narrowing in anger just slightly before shaking his head. Handing the picture back to the agents, the man denied having seen her.
"Haven't seen her." he said. "She don't really look like the type we get in here, but if she does stop by...I'll let you know."
Gibbs and McGee exchanged glances as the man turned around and went into the back room. Having been dismissed and knowing they would get nothing more from the guy, they headed outside. Standing in front of the cars, the two met up with Ziva and Tony.
"No cab in sight, Boss." Tony said.
"If she was here, she didn't stay long." Ziva replied.
Gibbs looked over at his agents. "The manager in there says he'd never seen her before."
"Think he's lying, Boss?" Tony asked.
"Seeing as how he had daggers in his eyes...yeah, DiNozzo." Gibbs replied. "I think he's lying."
"He is. She threatened him."
The quiet voice had all four agents turning towards its source. A young woman sat on the curb, a cigarette in hand, looking back at them.
"She wanted a refund." The girl said. "Mo told her he didn't do refunds, but after she threatened to kill him, he changed his mind."
"She threatened to kill him?" Tony asked.
"With a pen." The girl said, a tiny smirk coming to her lips. "You should have seen it."
"Wish I could have." Tony admitted under his breath.
"The woman that you saw, is this her?" McGee said, showing the girl a picture of Sienna.
The girl glanced at the photo and nodded. "That's her."
"Did you see which way she went?" Ziva asked.
The girl shook her head. "No...I was inside when she left, but she left right before you guys arrived."
"Alright, thank you." Gibbs told the woman, then turning to his team, he started handing out some orders. "Let's go! If she left right before us she couldn't have gotten far."
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