Chapter 59
Finally, at a little past ten o’clock, Ted decided to call. He had the motel in his contacts. Lord knows he’d made arrangements to stay there often enough. He waited for the automated voice to ask, “If you want to make a reservation: press one. If you wish to speak with a guest and you know the room number press two, then the room number.” Ted did that rather than wait for the rest of the recorded litany.
After several rings, a sleepy male voice answered, “Hello?”
“Erik?”
“No, just a minute. Erik, wake up. Some guy is on the phone.”
“What? Who?” Ted heard Erik’s confused response.
“The phone. Somebody wants to talk to you.”
“Shit! Who is it?”
“How the fuck should I know. I’m not your personal secretary.”
“Why did you answer it?”
“Because it was ringing. That’s what you do when a phone rings, you answer it.”
“I don’t want anyone to know you’re here.”