A VAMPIRE’S PERSONAL CONFLICT (PART 2)

"Elena, my dear daughter," he sweetly cajoles, "Will you get me the number of the owner of the resort? His name is Seňor Reuben Castaňeda and I've done business with him in the past. It doesn't matter if you give me his mobile number or landline."

The half-awake, lovely and dark brown-haired lady stretches gracefully trying to awaken fully from her abruptly ended slumber and reaches for the retro-looking landline phone with speaker and redial function in ex post facto black and gold which is on her nearest off-white colored wooden bed stand. She then quickly dials the hotel's front desk but puts her silently waiting stepfather on speaker who is still listening on Lena's tiny but high-tech phone. She places it on her best massaging gel memory foam firm mattress while she begins to dial the old-fashioned circular rotary dialler on the hotel room's antique landline.