Instructions For The Ambush
I lowered my voice to sound like a conspirator sharing a secret. I told them that Jason would be waiting in the suite, likely relaxing before the festivities.
I insisted that they shouldn’t call him or go to the front desk first. I instructed them to go straight to his room door and knock loudly to surprise him.
I painted a picture of a joyous family reunion that I knew would turn into a nightmare.
