The next day, she checked out the hotel, and with a taxi service, she went back to the private Marina….
She opened the sliding door that led her to the balcony of her room, allowing the breeze of the wind hits her face and the smell of the ocean fills her lungs…
Back on the room, the local news on its crime investigation broadcast the news about the attack at the drive-in motel, but only briefly….
Abigail doesn’t concern a little bit of the news, she knows that those guys, if they ever wake up, will never tell the police what is really going on…. They already suspected of wrong doing, judging on what condition the room was, with boozes, drugs lying around….
The security will definitely not the police how she looks, because to them she was nothing special, and no CCTV was around at the
