Keys

[holiday_pirner]

The man at the front desk of the swank hotel wasn't much older than Holly, she surmised, watching him from a bench in the foyer. He checked a few people in, intermittently answering the sleek black telephone. She stood and stubbed out her cigarette in the pillar ash tray, then approached the shining mass of mahogany.

"How can I help you, miss?" He gave her a customer service smile, the ambient lighting catching his brass name tag. Will.

"Hi, Will," she said, placing her hands, palms down, on the counter. "I've come here to visit my aunt, she has a suite here, but she forgot to tell her room number and I think she's out tonight with some colleagues." Holly looked at her suitcase, and he followed her line of sight.

"I just had a terribly long flight and all I want is to drop these things off and have a nice, hot shower." And here, she smiled, her blue eyes meeting his brown ones. He ducked his head, his own smile changing quality. "Her name is Julianna St.Clare. Could you make me a key?"

He nodded, grabbing a plastic key from beneath the desk. She waited patiently, pretending to study some of the adverts for the nearby casinos. The clerk slid a paper envelope across the counter to her. "Will you be needing anything else?"

Holly peeked at the room number written on the envelope. "That'll be fine. Thank you, Will." She gave him a backward glance over her shoulder as she rolled her suitcase toward the elevator.

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[tiny_dancer81]

Jesus, she'd thought she'd never get out of there.

Theresa was on her way out, having just shut the door with a quiet snicking sound. She was dressed moderately conservatively, having been passed off as her latest client's niece, and the small purse she carried was heavier than it had been when she'd ridden the elevator up. She looked forward to spending the day sleeping, because it was very late.

The elevator dinged open, and the vampire stepped into the smaller space. She'd go back to Daniel's and crash while the sun was up, then count her savings. She'd have her own place soon enough, and then she could get out of his hair.