Escort me?(1)

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"How long do you think you'll be?" Jessica closed the door on the silver gray Intrepid while sorting through her handbag without ever looking up, "Same as usual, maybe two hours. "If I'm going to be longer I'll text you." "Ok, I'll head over to Malone's and catch the game then," the driver of the Intrepid said. Jessica nodded distractedly and the Intrepid pulled away from the covered veranda. Jessica checked her phone for a second, reached inside her handbag to make a small adjustment and then checked her phone one last time before placing a mint into her mouth and looked up at the hotel. For what it was worth the Courtyard was one of the more upscale hotels just off highway 26, but the Spanish Colonial feel with the tan stucco and red tile roof just didn't seem to go with Oregon's ra

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