ALINA’S POV
“Good evening, sir. Ma’am.”
“Good evening,” I answered the man. Taking his hand as he helped me out the car, the prestigious looking building glowing in front of my face.
The Montclair.
Says the nameplate at the top. Shining. Glowing. Bold lights too.
“The Montclair Hotels.” I read out, feeling it out on my tongue. “Montclair…Nice.”
Very nice.
“Can I handle your luggage ma’am?” I turned to the man again. Taking in his appearance this time, the people standing behind him. White gloves on all their fingers, the most polite smiles on their faces and… an all black outfit to match. Like me.
It took a moment, but I understood they were probably the hosts around here. The man being their leader or some sort, but mostly, people turned to them for stuff around here.
“Ma’am? Yo
