Unbelievable. Were the people who served the public so jaded that they never expressed any prurient curiosity? She wasn’t surprised the guy in the sex shop where they bought the handcuffs didn’t take the time to gawk at them. But the hotel clerk didn’t even glance at the two men and a woman who asked for one room. “Here’s an extra twenty for you if you put us somewhere no one else is. We’re gonna party,” said Zack. “Don’t want to disturb the other guests.” Look up, Janey silently commanded the pimply hotel clerk. Stop staring at a computer screen. Recognize Mr. Bigshot Dunham. Call the police. Please. Instead the clerk answered a phone and turned his back on them to talk. Zack nudged the small of Janey’s back with his hidden gun. “Move it.” Room 210 had the anonymous, clean plastic scent of a mid-rate hotel room. The fair-sized space had two double beds with orange and green spreads, a desk, two bureaus and a big television in a cabinet.
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