Infernal

6

When the check arrived, Tom said, "You mind getting this? I mean, I could charge it, but I don't want to leave a trail to Bermuda and back."

Jack reached for his wallet. "Good thinking."

Jack didn't mind. John Tyleski didn't exist.

"How much cash did you bring?"

"I've got plastic."

"You do? How?"

Why was he acting so surprised? Tom knew he'd reserved that hotel room for him. Can't do that without a credit card.

"There are ways."

"You and I need to talk about rebirth real soon. But for now we have to find us a place to spend the night."

"Why not the boat?"

"Too far. Doesn't make sense to go all the way back to Somerset tonight, then come all the way back in the morning. Besides, lights and activity on the boat might draw attention. Better to stay here."

He was probably right.

"I saw a big pink hotel as we got off the ferry."

Tom made a face. "The Princess? Uh-uh. No can do."

"Why not?"

"That's where I honeymooned with the first Skank from Hell. No thanks." He shook his head. "I stayed at Elbow Beach my last few times here." Another head shake. "We'll find some other place. You'll have to cover the rooms."

"Figured that. And everything else, I guess."

"Not at all. We'll settle up tomorrow as soon as I withdraw my money."

"After which we head home, right? As in right away."

Tom gave a thumbs-up. "You got it. I want to get that money back and stashed in the States ASAP. And then you can show me how to disappear."