Tossing my things on the bed, I stared around at the fancy hotel room. I chose a well guarded one because I didn't trust my dad at all.
Tucking the envelopes of cash in the vent, I shut it back up and headed out the door locking it behind me and putting the "do not disturb" sign on it.
I left my purse inside and took two twenties with my room key tucking them both into my coats pocket.
Walking to avoid anyone spotting my car was seeming more difficult.
Going out the hotel building, I headed down the street and to get me some Chinese take out for dinner. It just seemed like it'd taste better than anything else right now. Nothing sounds appetizing but the rumbling in my stomach is telling me if I don't eat it'll probably come to life and kill me itself.
Pulling the door open, it dinged
