Reg had said his business in 215 wouldn’t take long, but that was over twenty minutes ago.
“Just keep a lookout,” he had said, but now Lily was starting to get worried. What was keeping him, and who exactly was she on the lookout for?
Just as she was tossing this through her mind, the motel manager started to make her way towards the rooms. Lily instinctively reached over and sounded the horn and a moment later Reg came bounding down the steps carrying a carry-all that she hadn’t seen before.
“What’s that?” Lily asked.
“Just something, I left behind before,” he explained.
If that wasn’t a satisfactory answer, what might she expect his explanation for his newly bloodied knuckles to be?
She was really starting to question her taste in men.