Lost & Found.

Daniel pulled up into the cramped parking lot, the sweltering summer heat making his shirt stick to his back and pits even though he'd just come down from the heavily air-conditioned airport. He joined the throng of tourists moving up the stairs with their luggage and went straight to the bulky receptionist with graying side hairs behind the thick mahogany desk. She had to be somewhere between forty and fifty and she looked at him with guarded suspicion, perhaps judging his persona from his appearance.

"Good afternoon Sir and welcome to Finland Hotels. How may I help you?" She pushed back the dark-rimmed glasses she had on, which were falling over the bridge of her nose, and offered him a forced smile. Daniel suddenly felt out of place, but Sawyer's face flashed through his mind and that seemed to encourage him.

"I'm looking for the omega presently occupying Room 34."

Her eyes narrowed. "Okay. Is he expecting you?" she picked up the white intercom and began dialing.

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