Chapter 7
Donna guided Blackwell back through the alley and toward the hotel. His face went white when he saw the outside. She knew she’d paid for a budget hotel, but he didn’t have to be a snob. She pointed to the door and he asked, “This was your hotel?”
“Yes. It was a good price and close to things I wanted to see.” They walked inside.
She asked for her bag and he kept quiet until the bellhop brought it out. He immediately tipped the man and took the bag for her.
As they walked back into the alley, he said, “This wasn’t the place for you, Donna.”
She looked over her shoulder. The worst part about the lobby had been the cigarette stench. She took his arm. “It smells, but I’d hoped the rooms were clean.”
He lifted her bag and urged her to walk faster. “Come. Let’s hope everything yo
