CASA ROUGE HOTEL, TANGIER, NORTH AFRICAThe suite was exquisite. It had a panoramic view of the city, en suite and silk sheets on the bed. Every amenity, even champagne on tap, could be arranged for an exorbitant fee. It was the finest that money could buy in North Africa. The Casa Rouge was the best hotel in the city.
It was also a hell of a place for a hit.
This was the final leg of their vacation. They both knew it, both felt it and thoughts of what was to come were hurting them both inside. The bell boy had carried their cases up the grand staircase from the main reception to their honeymoon suite on the top floor. It seemed that the Casa Rouge didn"t do elevators. It was old school.
Gorilla had tipped the bellboy well and ushered him through the door, while Eunice had breezed around
