I was shaken from my horrified trance as one of the gamblers approached me with a sleazy grin. “What a pretty young lady you are—and with such spirit! Are you new here?”
“Get lost,” I spat back.
Shoving sharply at his shoulder, I ran back to the lobby area where I had first entered the hotel. I surveyed the room for a moment before locking in on my intended target—the front office. Bursting into the small room, I immediately began to rummage through the desk and drawers. With a single-minded focus, I scoured every inch of the room for something that would hopefully give me some answers—the guest registry.
