“What happened out there, Maurice?”, Bruce asked as he took off his helmet and stalked to the middle of the large room that was the IT room of Maurice’s agency.
“It seems you were followed once you exited the doors of the hotel. They have been on your tail for a long time.”
“Wait what? So that means…”
“That means your stalker is a guest at the hotel. Isn’t that lovely?”
“Shut up, Maurice. So we have no way of knowing who it is?”
“In a hotel with hundreds of normal looking guests? Absolutely….not.”
Bruce glared at Maurice with daggers in his eyes.
“Don’t look at me, I’m not the one who doesn’t want you to hook up with your little girlfriend,” Maurice said with his hands raised.
“Exactly how does your new girlfriend put up with you again? Because I would murder you in your sleep if I
