It took some time to drive back into the city center from the airport. In the middle of it, Lewis met up with a subordinate and told him to tow Larissa's car away from the motel.

When they reached Maple Hotel, it was already 3 am. There were no hotel guests in the lobby, only uniformed hotel staff waiting for guests to show up.

The doorman was about to help guide them kindly when Larissa waved him off and explained their reasons for coming. "I'm looking for your hotel's Administrative Manager, Wendy." The smile on the doorman's face froze up as he backed away alertly. He anxiously called for the lobby manager to come.

As "oldies" of the hotel industry, Larissa naturally had met the lobby manager quite a few times. The manager recognized Larissa and asked her, "What brings you here?"

"I'm looking for Wendy," Larissa replied.

The lobby manager was aware of Larissa's friendship with Wendy, so he helped Larissa get a room card from the front desk. "Just head up. I don't know if Wendy's awake already or not though."

Larissa jogged the whole way to Wendy's room. Her anxiety was firmly there and did not disappear until she was sure that Wendy was okay.

The room door opened, and the room was dark. The cardholder already had a room card, so Larissa turned on the warm orange lights in the entryway that lit up the room.

The thick and soft carpet silenced Larissa's footsteps, so her racing heartbeat and heavy breathing were rather obvious in the quiet.

There was a human-shaped bulge under the middle of the big white bed. Larissa tiptoed over and managed to see Wendy's face using the weak light from the entryway.

Larissa stood by the side of the bed, shakily reaching out. Even though she knew she was being paranoid, she still carefully checked Wendy's breathing.

Wendy's breathing was light but drawn out. It clearly showed that she was fine now. Larissa held her chest and sat at the head of the bed. All the energy that had been supporting her all this time vanished at

once.

Kevan was guarding the door. When he heard nothing, he poked his head around the corner of the entryway. "Is Wendy okay?"

"Well..." Larissa had no idea if Wendy was really okay. "She's alive, I guess."

Kevan was struck silent by her answer. Then he asked, "Want to take Wendy away?"

"No."

The hotel was safe enough. To "move" Wendy back home was only creating more trouble than needed.

"I'll stay here with her."

Lewis had sent Aster to Gary's anyway. Larissa had no reason to rush home.

"Fine." Kevan did not object. "I'll go downstairs and get another room. It'll be next door to you. Just call me if you need anything."

Larissa pressed her lips together as she stared silently at Kevan with a complicated expression in her eyes.

"What's wrong?" Kevan asked.

"Thank you." All of Larissa's feelings ended up turning into these two words.

Kevan's face darkened angrily though. "I'll give you another chance to speak properly."

Larissa frowned as she thought about it. Then, she slowly said, "S... Sorry?"

Kevan's face grew even darker. He turned and left without saying anything.

"Hey-" Larissa had not even managed to call him back when she heard the beep of the door closing.

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