The hotel room is quiet as I sit on the bed and wait for Diego to return.
Last night when we arrived, I gazed out through the window at the waiting crowd at the other hotel and wondered if Kendric was among them. Though I had a feeling he was here, I never saw him, which was mostly because I had to hide my face with a hood and never leave Diego’s side.
This morning, he was adamant about me staying inside and not being seen, but I long to look through the windows or have them open to let some fresh air into the stale room.
It’s so musty for a newer hotel.
Heading to the window, I pull aside the curtain to peer out. As far as I know, they all should still be in their meeting, so it should be safe for me to look outside without getting caught. Much to my surprise, the meeting is over, and
