The motel smelled of dust and old wood—familiar, yet forgotten. Cassandra pushed open the lobby door, the creak echoing in the empty space.
And then she saw them—the expert she’d been waiting for.
“You’re finally here,” she said, breathless but steady. “I hope you don’t scare easy. This place has seen better days.”
She forced a grin, half apology, half excitement.
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