Stick around, maybe you can learn something.

Seconds after hearing the sirens you have a flashback that almost knocks you on your ass. For the first time you remember walking into the room and looking around. The flashback ends and you look up on the far wall and sure enough there is a ventilation duct as you remembered. You quickly make your way across the room and reach up. Strangely the screws have been removed and it lifts open easily.

You hold up the vent cover and climb into the vent. As you crawl in your hand brushes something, it feels like paper. You check more carefully and it feels like a stack of paper held together by an elastic band. Quickly you hold the bundle out of the vent and discover it is money, one hundred dollar bills to be exact. You look again and there are 4 more bundles of money in the vent. You try hard to think about where the money came from but the sound of footsteps on the gravel outside interrupts you.

The door busts open hitting the wall with a loud thud, just as you close the vent cover. Three police officer's in dark blue jackets storm into the room with guns pointed. One of them kicks the bathroom door open and shouts that it is clear. You watch as the men go around the motel room checking for things. All their vocal reports are negative as they open draws and even flip over the mattress. After several minutes of rummaging another officer enters the room and approaches the officer near the bathroom. The two men are just below you and you can clearly hear them speaking.

The new officer says, "the pricks in their little black suits are here, so we have to go."

The other cop doesn't look pleased. "I hate those fucken guys, they run this town. How many times are we just going to have to turn our backs and look the other way?" he asked the other police officer.

He shrugged his shoulders then turned and exited the room, he three cops followed. Less than a minute later two large men, one a blonde and the other a brunette entered through the doorway. Both men were well dressed in black suits and red ties. They wore matching black sunglasses which they removed when entering the dark motel room. They took a quick look around then met in the middle of the room.

"She's gone, the boss isn't going to like this very much," the blonde man said.

"You go back and report, I will stay here in case she returns," said the other man.

The man with the brown hair took a seat on the small chair by the desk and put his feet up. The blonde nodded and left, shutting the door behind as he exited. The man sitting at the desk reached into his jacket and removed a newspaper, followed by a pack of cigarettes. He lit up and began to wait.