Detective McDougal! Part Sedici
“Thank you Jerry bear. I will do just that. Susan, sorry never thought it had been that bad. Thank you for taking care of him. If you are Jerry’s friend than you are mine as well And forever in your debt.” Pengui takes some keys from a hook and hands them over to Jerry. “Room 801, top floor. Elevator works on the key and takes you straight into the hall. Welcome back Jerry bear.’
-“It is good to see you Pengui, it turns out to be a small world after all. Give y love to Bebe for me as well. Maybe when this is all over we can get together for a drink. Pretend you know nothing and keep yourself safe okay. ”
Susan interrupts Jerry, “Thank you Pengui and sorry I did not trust you from the gecko. It is not easy when one is trying to hide. I should have known a friend of Jerry can be trusted it was just a surprise not knowing his previous life and running into people he knew from before.”
“You sure it didn’t have a little bit of jealousy in it?” Pengui is laughing. “It is okay I understand, but no worries, I got me a girlfriend”
Pengui looks from the office around the corner, to see if anyone might have showed up. “It is clear you can go up.”
The three of them walk around the counter. Before Jerry can walk into the elevator Pengui garbs him tight. “be safe Jerry bear, hope you won’t have to run for long, I want that drink.” After letting go the door closes and have the two go up to their room with a twist of the key. Leaving Pengui behind. Seconds pass with Susan and Jerry looking awkward and standing apart listening to the tune that is playing.
“Jerry?” The sound of his name is filled with uncertainty and some disbelief. Her head is lowered “Jerry… I would uh,…”.
With raised eyebrows Jerry looks back at Susan. Unsure of what to say he walks out of the door that opens up into the room that has been giving to them. Fromm the small hallways they walk directly into a room fitted with a red sofa with loads of pillows to loose your keys in or yourself. The table has a glass vase, with a diamond cut on top. Filled with plastic flowers. Next to the fake fireplace stands two large chairs.
With a large sigh Susan drops on the sofa that made pillows jump up in the air. “I know it is not what you are used to Susan but hope you can forgive me. You know I never had anything fancy.” Jerry watches across the city and through a building that is being build.
No reply. Not a single word other than a softened mumble. of Susan who had fallen asleep after her head must have hit the sft sofa.
On the other side of town a dark room is lit with hundreds of candles. The orange glow lighting up what looks like an altar with a large leather bonded book. An unreadable inscription is accompanied by a golden inlay of a star and a sword. A hand of a person cloaked in the shadows of a dark robe open up the book on a page that holds a picture of a dancing fortuneteller. Holding tarots and big misty ball.