button and made that horrible buzzing noise stop. Why was it droning on today? After about a half minute, though, Brandee remembered all that had transpired. She missed Jake's presence in the first moments of being awake, and hoped that he was learning his lesson. She quickly got ready to go and went downstairs to check out. When she got to the front desk, she found that Jake had already taken care of the exit procedure. He had told the man at the desk to have housekeeping not bother Room 211 until Brandee had turned in the key. Glad that she didn't have any paperwork to do that would slow her down, Brandee fired up the Sprinter and headed for The Prospector to pick up Janelle. Actually, she didn't have to get all the way to The Prospector. She came upon Janelle walking up the sidewalk toward The Rodeway Inn. Brandee did a quick U-Turn and stopped beside the wide clean sidewalk that lined North 1st Street. “Get in, Janelle," she said, opening the front door of the Sprinter. Janelle clambered into the van's front seat and buckled her seat belt. She looked at Brandee and spoke her words in a rush. “I got excited to go. I looked at the map in the phone book and knew that you were just a couple of blocks away. I wanted to surprise you and meet you there so you wouldn't have to come and get me.” Brandee smiled at the younger woman. Janelle's face was flushed and her eyes were bright. Her hair was only partially combed, and her collar was turned under on one side.
