Billie bit her lip, playing the flustered tourist. “But I can’t afford an upgrade…”
Breathing hard, Billie turned back toward Room 7. She would do the scene. She would laugh, apologize, and let the cameras roll. She would be the good little actress.
Billie laughed nervously, holding up the key. “Honest mistake! The key—it opens two doors. I’m looking for Room 7.”
Greg just slid a heavy brass key across the lacquered wood. “Figure it out.” FakeHostel - Billie Star - An Honest Mistake -2...
The room was dark, smelling of leather and cheap cologne. And standing in the middle, shirtless, was not Max.
She didn’t answer. She skidded to a halt at the stairwell, looking down at the basement door. A handwritten sign was taped to it: “LEFT HALLWAY CLOSED – FLOODING.”
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Greg leaned forward. “No charge. But there’s a catch. The key is a master key. It opens your room… and one other. An honest mistake by housekeeping.”
She didn’t ask why. She just ran.
“Housekeeping?” Billie squeaked, trying to pivot back to the script. She would laugh, apologize, and let the cameras roll
Billie nodded, her heart hammering. She reached for the door.
The man’s eyes went cold. “Wrong room, sweetheart.”