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Surely they would not let hi for arriving passengers near the exit My eyes quickly scanned the na but I did not see ain Surely Ifor Ryan’s name

That’s when I saw "Bailey" written on a card Underneath it was Shell-B Enterprises A smile broke on my face when the driver asked if I was Mrs

Bailey Not yet, but maybe one day?

I definitely felt like an outsider in this foreign land called Los Angeles… palm trees and expensive cars were on every street The hotel where ould be staying was beyond anything I had ever experienced as well It exuded wealth

"Good afternoon I’d like to check in please," I said to the man behind the marble counter

"Bailey?" I stated sheepishly, unsure if that was the name of the reservation or not He typed into his computer

"Card please," he requested

Familiar panic welled in my chest I had no identification with Bailey on it I handed hi it would take Kelly to drive here and rescue uy kicks me out of the lobby for false impersonation

He handed it back to me with a smile "I need your credit card please, for verification," he corrected

The key card he handed me in return didn’t unlock just any old hotel roo undy and creaant wooden doors separated the grand living room from the bedroom, and there were two separate sets of French doors that opened up to the private balcony The suite even had its own dining rooundy striped duvet that covered the king-size canopy bed and sighed out loud Mr Christensen would surely be treated like a king in this bed later

I turned on the light in the bathroom and was surprised to see a plasma televisiontub And then there it was - the final touch – the glass encased shoith the shower panel of ive him credit; he was a si luxury, he surely did it right