Chapter 7 Part 1

Charlie

The blanket snuggly around my head is the only escape from the loud ringing of my cell phone. I toss and turn, trying to find a comfortable spot again after being woken up. However, a shuffle of papers coming from the kitchen sets my nerves on edge. Someone’s in my house…snooping. As gently as possible, I slip out from underneath the blanket and tiptoe out into the hall.

My teeth clench together as I watch Maxwell dig through my papers that I left lying out on my kitchen table. You want to play dirty, fine, I say to myself. Making my way back to my room, I throw on some clothes. With my nerves on edge and my senses spiked, I hear the soft click of my front door. Waiting a few extra minutes before following him, I remember to keep my distance several feet behind as I duplicate his fast paced walk down the unlit sidewalk.

The night air has a slight chill and I’m thankful when he finally enters a hotel. It’s one of the fancier ones in town, which makes me slightly grunt in respon