Standing Outside The Room
Jason halted his steps right in front of the polished wood door marked with the number 402. He reached into his trouser pocket and retrieved the sleek plastic key card he had just received downstairs.
His movements were casual and relaxed, completely unaware of what lay on the other side. He adjusted his grip on the suitcase handle and prepared to unlock the suite for his romantic weekend.
He checked the hallway one last time to ensure privacy.