Chapter 8: The Waiting Game
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She wore black skinny jeans, a silk dress shirt that she left the two buttons open. Her hair was flowing wildly that she half-assed and tried to clamp in a small pearl studded hair clamp. She was wearing a bloody Mac lipstick called 'Orgasm'.
She has a small suitcase that she was planning to use as her hand-carry luggage if only it wasn't as heavy as a brick for she has shoved everything she could fit inside the said luggage. She has a black backpack with her notebook computer, kindle, her phone, and its charger.
She was having an early check-in at a hotel about twenty-five minutes away from the airport without traffic - which would never happen for traffic is a normal occurrence in this country. She checked in around one o'clock, and even though finally, she has a real bed - beckoning her for a rest. But she put on her bikini and made her way to the pool area.
It wasn't because she wanted to go for a swim - far from that. She simply wanted the shadow that has been following her since she left the hospital to report back to her mother that she was just chilling on a hotel pool. Never mind that the hotel she was in is a few minutes away from the airport.
Just like what she said to Andrei, she has no ticket. Her ticket would be purchased at the last minute at the airport. She wanted to confuse her mother into thinking that she would not do something stupid.
She grabbed a pool towel from one of the hotel assistants that was manning the pool area. She picked a sunbed away from the crowd. Opened the book that she grabbed from the hotel lobby, and was putting her earphone when another hotel assistants came to her to ask her if she wanted anything.
She glanced at her watch and saw that the time was just quarter to two. "Give me a frozen margarita."
She opened the book and peeked at the rim of her black sunglasses at the man who was loitering in another sunbed perpendicular from hers. He was easy to spot on because he was wearing black pants, white polo, and leather shoes - shine to perfection. Who would hang out in a pool area of a five star hotel wearing such an outfit in a pool area?
The man was squirming on the sunbed because he really stood out. Her mother must have a strict order for this man to stay so close with her when she was out in a public area.
"Ma'am, here's your frozen margarita. Enjoy your drink." The waiter gave her a slight bow upon putting her drink to a small table next to her sunbed. She thanked the waiter and went back to her book.
In between drinking and reading a book, she had fallen asleep. She woke up when another hotel assistant moved the pool umbrella next to her to give her more shade. She discreetly checked if her shadow was still around but didn't see the man.
"Have you seen the suspicious looking guy around?"
"He was asked to leave the area ma'am for he wasn't wearing the proper attire."
"I see. Do you happen to know where he went or if you can see him around?"
The waiter looked around, slowly scanning the area, and said, "No ma'am. Is he bothering you? We can inform the security." the waiter offered.
"Oh no. I'm fine. Can't I get another glass of frozen margarita?"
"Yes, ma'am."
When the waiter left to fetch her another drink she pulled her phone and checked all the airlines that would fly to Japan tonight. There are eight flights available. In which two of them were very much willing to give Andrei favor. The flights were at eight-thirty and eleven in the evening.
She was thinking that her mother would probably think that if she would leave she would pick the late flight. She couldn't help but chuckle while sipping her frozen margarita. If her mother wasn't dead set on marrying her off, she would enjoy this game with her.
Playing espionage as Andrei called it. She chuckled lightly. She could feel the buzz in her for it was her third margarita and she remembered that she hadn't eaten lunch. Drinking would probably help her fool her mother into believing that she was staying the night at the hotel. She raised her hand to call her server's attention.
"I would like to order another glass of frozen margarita, but could you tell the barista to make the drink weak?"
"Yes, ma'am. Would you like something to go with your drinks?"
He must have noticed that she has been drinking without eating anything. The difference with staying in this kind of hotel was the staff was trained to watch you like a hawk without you knowing it. They kept a close watch on you, in order to anticipate your wants and needs. It would make you feel special that they are on top of things without you asking.
"Thank you. I just want my drink. By the way, can you tell me if that suspicious looking man was still around?"
"He was in the hotel lobby, ma'am."
My room is on the 22nd floor; what is the best way to get there without running into that man?"
A waiter gave her a serious look and said in a formal tone, like she was ordering another glass of frozen margarita, "Use the elevator from the shower stalls to the gym, located on the twenty-eighth floor."
"I'm ready for my next glass of margarita, please."
"Yes, ma'am. Right away, ma'am."
She picked up her phone and sent a message to someone at the airline that she would like to be on their eight-thirty flight.
She didn't wait that long for her to get a reply.
She grinned thinking that if she drank enough the man would drop his alertness and she might be able to board the plane quietly.
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