Thirty Three

Barefoot, wrapped in the hotel bathrobe, they held hands and walked through the restaurant to the elevator. All eyes were on them, and the smiles on the employees' faces said many things. They didn’t care, they were quiet in the elevator, and water dripped from their hair.

She unlocked the internal lift from inside her bedroom and studied how it worked.

“I’ll be back,” he said entering the box. He was getting his clothes and to check on some messages he told his employees to leave in his room.

He stumbled into a brown envelope on his desk. “Private and Confidential” the label read. There was a stamp from Eduard’s office on the corner of the envelope. He quickly opened it. It was a copy of the finalized divorce papers, it was done, and a USB fell out of the envelope. He considered it for a few seconds and fired up his laptop.

“For your consideration” a note appeared on the screen when he opened the USB. He saw thumbnails of videos in the folder of what looked like naked people. He