Page 67 of Double Down
“I can do this.”
“Good, what room are they staying in?”
“Why?”
“Because they accused me of selling drugs on the property. I didn’t, but I need to make sure there is nothing pointing to the drugs being supplied here in their room.”
“Room 1125, sir. Do you need a key made?”
“No. Now make the call.”
She picks up the phone as I wave over one of the guys in security, and we scoop up the girls and carry them to the gift shop office. It’s empty, just a desk that is rarely used.
As soon as they are situated, I grab my phone and start heading off problems before they happen.
Mav
Two girls are OD-ing on something. Paramedics coming. Con, the cops are going to want to talk to you.
Con
coming now.
Mav
The girls implied they had bought the drugs on the premises. Room 1125. Storm, can you take care of that?
Storm
Is someone selling on the property?
Mav
That’s what I want you to find out.
I take another deep breath and send a message that I really don’t want to send. But it isn’t for me. It’s for her.
Mav
Atticus, I left Phoenix alone in my room. Can you check on her? Make sure she is staying put.
Mav
I think it’s best we don’t leave her alone too much right now.
Atticus
Yeah, I could use a break. But I’ll make sure all video surveillance of the women in question are provided for the police.
And just like that, the plans for my evening are fucked.
I look up and through the glass doors of the lobby just in time to see the blue and red flashing lights.
Here we fucking go.
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