Chapter 5

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I got out of the hospital and into a yellow taxi.

It took me to this small hotel on the outskirts of the main strip.

It seemed quite homely and rustic.

I went to the front desk, where a fat, little, white woman was.

I think she was the receptionist and she owned the hotel. She didn't where a uniform, she wore a brown dress which had long sleeves.

She said in a southern "Hello, Honey. Do you want a room for tonight?"

I said "Yes please. Actually could I have a room for around 2/3 nights please?"

"Yeah sure, hon. what name are you booking under?" The woman smiled.

"Morgan, Derek Morgan and I will be using this card to book under." I handed over a blue American Express card with Morgan's name on it.

I had it in my wallet because the night before the call Morgan took me to a nightclub and he gave me his card and the pin number for it and said to me "Buy the drinks with this!"

Before the time I got the first round he had already got a girl and was taking her somewhere else.

I guess I didn't give the card back.

I would of but I didn't have the time.

Before I had time to finish my thought the fat, little women said "Oh, thank you Mr Morgan. Is there any particular room you would like?"

I replied "No. I am sure you can choose a good room for me."

The little woman gave me a golden key with a postal tag tied to it with the number 235 on.

"I can guide you there if you want? It is a nice, new, modern room. It has a flat screen HD TV and a games console and Wi-Fi. It also has lots of other things. I think it is one of the best rooms in the hotel." She said smiling.

I must have been her first real, true customer for weeks.

I interrupted by saying "How much is it?"

"Oh, it's only $250 a night. Don't worry Mr Morgan; I am sure you earn enough for that if you have an American Express card!" She said back.

"Yeah, I just wondered. Can you show me the way to my room and also tell me any rules like lights out or anything like that?" I replied.

"Sure. No rules but if you do go out and arrive back here after 1AM just be quiet getting back to your room and if no-one sees you in your room or at the desk for more than 24 hours we will put a missing person's out on you. Maybe you should know this too, if you book out after 1 PM you will be charged for the next day too. Got it!" She said. It was as if she was trying to be protective over me and her other guests if she had any.

I just nodded.

At least if anything happened I would be searched for.

I was guided to this brown, glossy, wooden door with a metal sign on it with black numbers on.

The number was had a small gold door handle with a key hole in it.

The woman said "Well here you are Mr Morgan. Just call if you need anything."

"Thanks." I replied.

I knew Morgan would kill me when he found out.

I knew Garcia had tabs on all of us so if someone was using Morgan's credit card she would find who and where it had been used.

I collapsed on to the soft double bed and almost forgot what happened today.

Then I heard a ring from the black phone on the bedroom nightstand.

I answered it and heard a familiar voice on the other end. "Hello Pretty Boy"