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Hotel for two? part 3

Mr. Jackson could not stop giggling, while managing to throw in "no! no! I don't mean it. She didn't mean it!" in between his hysteria.

I smile at my own stupidity. Then embarrassment started to sink in.

Mr. Jackson: Ummm, Tess could you get this young lady a room for the night?

Ah.... I'm sorry Mr. Jackson .. as you know we leave out emergency spare rooms just in case, but due to the guy who booked out our hotel suite and the whole two floors, we unfortunately don't have any more rooms left. Tess smiled and winked.

Mr. Jackson turned to me.

Mr. Jackson: Oh, well you can-
Me: Hey! I'm not looking for a room, I'm not a lost kitten wandering the streets of Melbourne trying to scrummage through rubbish and left-
Mr: Jackson: How are you going to get home?
Me: I'll just grab a taxi.

Mr. Jackson: My driver can drive you home along the way.

I gave him a stare and started thinking something funny was up. I started picturing myself being a victim of a murder cases. It seemed like the typical situation of one.  The trend is to choose their victims in a vulnerable state and lash out when they least expected. Ted Bundy usually played the sympathetic card to gain the victim's trust.

I came back to reality and thought, who am I kidding?! this guy seems to be loaded, has a driver and wears unhumanily stylish clothes. Like he'd actually get his clothes dirty. If anything, I'm the Ted Bundy here playing the sympathetic game. I laughed. 
  
Mr. Jackson: It's no trouble. And.... ummm...
Well, I was just about to go and grab a coffee. 
I think it's near the station Melbourne Cen-
Me: -At this hour?! Good luck!

Mr. Jackson: What?! You don't believe me?! I'm not lying...I swear! 
I'll get my driver to drive us there. So would you like to come?
Me: Sure! I could really do for a coffee right now! Don't think I'll be sleeping anyways.

Mr. Jackson: Tess can you lead the way?
Tess: Sure! 
Tess had her walkie talkie out. 
Tess: Security alert, Code PP leaving the building fron entrance 3.

I looked back. While there use to be a group in 4 outside, doubled in no.

The ever-turning revolving doors stopped and there were 3 security guards outside the front of the hotel. The girls were held back.

Something was seriously up. Mr. Jackson and his 'are you Okays,' The assistants and the security of the hotel?!

What are they talking about? Way to what? and why are we escorted through the kitchen? Some secret passage?

Me:"What is this, Hogwarts?! Are we trying to find platform 9 and 3/4's ?!" 
Tess and Mr. Jackson seemed too alert to be answering my questions now.We were walking quite fast, we were almost running and Mr. Jackson was right behind me.

I asked Mr. Jackson: "I thought we're going to get coffee, what is all this?! 
Then I got it! "

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