Judging by his attire, the man next to Miss May seemed like the hotel manager or someone of that level. At the doorway, he said something to Miss May, to which she nodded. She then walked out the door, heading in my direction.
It was then that I noticed Scarface's lackey, Trip, waving at me from the side entrance. It was the signal for me to go over.
As I entered the lobby, I turned to look and found Miss May opening the door of the very Bentley I had just taken a photo of.
I was a little astonished. I knew May had money, but I had not expected her to be this wealthy, driving around in a car worth several hundred grand and sporting an expensive vanity plate.
"Dude, whatcha lookin' at?" Trip turned to look, following my gaze as he asked.
I snapped back to face forward, s
