Preton took the girl away from the dirty, foul-smelling basement. Using the girl's identity, they temporarily stayed in a small motel for a day. The general method was for the girl to book a room, and then Preton would enter.
The receptionist, who didn't even lift her head, would only remember the appearance and name of the person registering, and she had no time to care about people coming and going.
If she had time to pay attention to those going in and out, she might as well seriously watch TV. At least watching TV would make her happy, but watching people would not.
In the motel, Preton threw the girl into the bathroom, washing her clean as if he were scrubbing a pony or cleaning an animal in a barn.
After washing off the heavy makeup, a girl with some freckles on her face, brown hair, a young body, and rather pretty features appeared in the mirror.
