HiT 149: Anna Brookes First Chapter by Margaret McHeyzer Read Free Book Online Page A

business meeting and have left their wives at home. How do I know??? Wedding rings in their pocket, faint line on their wedding finger. They aren’t interested in you other than to fuck you. Now give me the damn room and watch how you speak. You know nothing about people. Do I make myself clear or do I need to call your boss?”
    Reception girls face drops and she swallows a loud gulp. Her eyes fill with tears, her bottom lip starts to quiver her hands are shaking. She’s all but slumped over her keyboard. She’s certainly embarrassed by her rude and condescending behaviour towards me. “No Mam. Calling my boss is not necessary. I apologise for my behaviour. The Presidential Suite it is.” She takes a deep breath and pulls herself together. However at no time does she make eye contact with me. She takes my credit card off the counter and looks at it then swipes it. I give credit where is credit is due. She seems to have regained herself..... for now. She’ll probably crack down and cry once she serves me and the 2 business men behind me. “Thank you Miss Smith. The Presidential Suite in on the second last floor, level 4. There are 2 rooms on that floor and yours is on the left.” She says as she hands me the key but still not making any eye contact.
    I decide to throw her a bone and I say to her “You are much too smart to lower yourself to be someone’s tramp for the night”. And with that I pick up my bag and turn to head towards the elevators, but not before I give the 2 men a look that tells them to keep their dicks in their pants.
    The elevator ride is quick and I ascend to floor four and go to the left and open the door to the Presidential Suite. It’s nice. Its large, it has everything I need. Realistically I could have taken the Jackson room because all I want to do is have a shower and put my head on the pillow, but I was not going to stand there and be judged by someone other than my maker! I hop in the shower and let the heat of the shower beat around my body. I use the bottles provided by the hotel in the shower, to wash myself and my hair. This shower is sensational. And the water is never-ending. I sit on the bench in the shower and just let the water wash away every feeling I am having. I turn my brain off and let the water pound onto my body. I roll my neck from side to side with my eyes closed. I roll my shoulders back and forth slowly just letting the pressure and the heat take my tension away. I sit in the shower for at least the next 20 minutes, letting it withdraw all my fears. However, I know tomorrow will be a start of a new day. But for now, I let all the stress go.
    I get out of the shower and look over the room service menu. I am so hungry. I’ve eaten light throughout the day and am ready for something a bit more substantial. I order a porterhouse steak well done. All these people who eat meat bloody, yuck. That’s not for me. Blood in meat I’m eating, no thank you. I like my meat not mooing when I cut into it. Funny that, I can stand to shoot virtually anyone and watch their head explode with brain matter flying in every direction, but I’m not keen on blood in my meat! I wait for room service and get a bottle of water out of the fridge provided in the room. I turn on the TV and watch for anything light and entertaining that will catch my eye. Nothing really is on, so I switch over to the news. It’s always good to keep up with what’s happening in the world because you never know who your next target is going to be.
    As I’m watching the news a story comes on about a shipment of cocaine that has been intercepted at St Cloud by the local Police Chief and his staff. Just then Ben Pearson appears on TV and is giving a statement. I turn the TV up and I stand right in front of it because this to me is very interesting. Ben says “approximately 2 hours ago St Cloud PD intercepted a truck that was suspected of carrying illegal firearms. Upon inspection it was discovered that the truck