"Yes, no we'll need our usual and actually can we get a whole rooms set of towels again. Its just the season."
"Yeah."
"Yeah."
"Okay, talk to you next week."
"Yes what can I do for you? Just checking in okay."
"Here you go room 222, just for you." Matt said this with a smile.
He had just ran out of tape, so he needed another roll. He wrote that down on a notepad he kept in his pocket. Also 10 x wine. There was that cards club coming to pay. Just then his bell rang.
"Do you happen to sell cigarettes?"
The voice seemed familiar to Matt. Weird, but he was scared. When he met eyes he'd knew he had seen him before.
"Good evening, sir, no uh. The boardwalk is your closest bet."
"Ah damn."
He wasn't sure if it was the guy. He wasn't dressed the same, maybe undercover.
The new guy must have checked him in earlier.
He went back to looking for the roll of tape, but watched him as he walked out. His shoulders moved in a weird way, like he was over dressed.
Once he was out of sight he went for his phone, and texted the only person he knew would listen.
"Yeah."
"Yeah."
"Okay, talk to you next week."
"Yes what can I do for you? Just checking in okay."
"Here you go room 222, just for you." Matt said this with a smile.
He had just ran out of tape, so he needed another roll. He wrote that down on a notepad he kept in his pocket. Also 10 x wine. There was that cards club coming to pay. Just then his bell rang.
"Do you happen to sell cigarettes?"
The voice seemed familiar to Matt. Weird, but he was scared. When he met eyes he'd knew he had seen him before.
"Good evening, sir, no uh. The boardwalk is your closest bet."
"Ah damn."
He wasn't sure if it was the guy. He wasn't dressed the same, maybe undercover.
The new guy must have checked him in earlier.
He went back to looking for the roll of tape, but watched him as he walked out. His shoulders moved in a weird way, like he was over dressed.
Once he was out of sight he went for his phone, and texted the only person he knew would listen.
