Page 10 of The Hotel Manager


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“Starting route,”the electronic voice announces.

Griffin pulls out of the parking spot and follows the directions to my house. The car falls into an uncomfortable silence. Now that my adrenaline has worn off and I can think clearly again, an eerie feeling crawls up my spine.

I’ve never been involved with the police myself, but I know enough from Jase and reality TV to know that this isn’t right.

“Don’t you have to take my statement or something?”

“Nah.” Griffin waves me off. “You’ve been through enough today. We’ll get it later.”

That doesn’t seem right. If there wasn’t a police scanner on the dash and if he wasn’t actually driving toward my place, I would freak out right now. Still, the uneasy feeling in my gut doesn’t leave.

The more I think, the weirder this gets. How did he know Dave’s name? And how does he know I’m not involved with them? He didn’t even ask for my ID! And his explanation about why he isn’t taking my statement is just odd.

All these questions burn in my mind, but I’m too chicken to ask any of them. I don’t want to open that can of worms. For all I care, those worms can stay inside of that can forever.

TEAGAN

TEAGN

“We’ll reachout to you if we need anything else,” Griffin says before rolling up the window and driving off.

What a day.

And the day isn’t even over yet.

I speed walk up to the second floor, where I share my apartment with my friend, Chelsea. She is still at work, but luckily, we have a key hidden under the mailbox.

Once I’m in my apartment, I double-check the locks three times before I let myself breathe.

I need to call my brother.

Making my way to my room, I grab the phone from my desk and dial his number. He answers on the first ring.

“Teagan!” Jase yells into the phone so loud I have to pull my cell an inch away from my ear.

“Yes, it’s me.”

“Thank fuck! I was so worried. While you were inside the hotel, those fuckers drove me to the other side of town and left me there. What happened? Where are you?”

“I’m home now. When I got in the car, I realized too late you weren’t in there. They drove off but ran a red light, and we got pulled over. One of the cops drove me home.”

“You didn’t tell them anything, did you?”

“I never had the chance to say anything. The cop didn’t even take a statement. It was almost like he couldn’t get me away from there quick enough.”

“Less people means less paperwork. You were lucky and got a lazy cop.” My brother doesn’t seem to be impressed. He acts like this is normal. Maybe I’m just overreacting?

“And he knew Dave’s name when he pulled us over. It was weird.”

“Dave is a known criminal in the city. I’m pretty sure every cop knows his name.”

“Someone fired a gun, but I’m not sure if it was the cop or Dave.”

“Wait! What?!”

“Yeah, Dave pulled a gun on the cop who pulled us over. I laid down flat on the back seat and covered my head. So I didn’t see exactly what happened, but Karl got away, and Dave ended up arrested.”

“And they didn’t take a statement?” Now Jase finally sounds as shocked as I feel.

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