Chapter 58 An Unusual Hotel Il

• She threw the butt out of the open window and, making sure that the lights were on, and she was on the right side of the road, she drove on, a little slower this time. The Ford became progressively harder to steer, and she realised that one of the tyres was probably running flat, possibly because of the sharp braking and swerving a few minutes earlier.
• She cursed as she struggled to use her phone, she’d call someone to get them to come out and help her change the wheel as she didn’t fancy trying to jack this big flat-bed pick-up thing up by herself. She drove slower now, and swore as she saw that there was no signal.
• A mile or so further on, she saw a flickering light just off the road, and as she neared it she saw a large building set back from the road. She couldn’t remember seeing it on the way out here this morning, but it was the only building within sight so she turned off the highway, and into the driveway of the building. The sun was beginning to finally set now, and it had dropped behind the building, outlining its domed towers and the tall palm trees that grew on either side of the drive. Her architects’ eye regarded the building. ‘Art Deco,’ she thought to herself ‘very avant-garde too. Impressive. Wonder why I didn’t see it earlier?’