Mimori stood peering out of the broken window. Her gaze followed all the way to the bottom as a crowd had formed around Clyde’s dead body. “Did you really have to kick him out of the window?” she asked.
Lou stood there, his finger on his chin as Mimori turned her attention to him. “Oh, so you get to send people out of the window, but I can’t? Seems a little unfair, doesn’t it?”
“You realize that was in the middle of the night, and you just did this during the morning traffic,” she yelled. “We have enough to deal with without you drawing more attention to us!”
Xavier cleared his throat. “Well, this is where I come in, since I own the hotel,” he stated. “I will tell them that it was a Halloween decoration, made to look real. My staff dresses the building for that occasion, you know, sin
