Uncle Davis

Derek turned, and a man in his late forties stood before him. His white top and black pants were neatly pressed and fitted into his lean build. 

"I am," Derek answered. The man smiled and stretched his arm, pointing him toward the receptionist counter. When he arrived, Derek was quite surprised when the same man stood on the other side of the counter.

"Hello, welcome to Primrose Hotel" 

The man's cheerful attitude did make Derek's lips curve upward. "Sorry for the situation at the entrance. You're new here, aren't you? " Davis queried while scanning through his data. He had noticed Derek's look and seen many others who had that same look, enough for him to know who had just arrived in the safehold. He also had that look when he first came.

Derek only offered a slight smile and scanned through the hovering holographic screen. The suites here were really expensive and also large, which was nice, but he wasn't planning on staying here for more than a week.