RETURNED

Bennet wraps the replica and places it back into the little black box. He gives it to me to hold. He wraps the original in the exact same type of box, but this one is white.

He smiles at us.

"There you go. Please be careful." He tells us. Brent bids him goodbye and we turn to walk out the door. I look at him and smile.

"Thank you." I tell him before we leave the shop.

When we get outside, Brent puts his arm around my middle and steers me towards the corner of the block we are on. At the intersection he turns left and we walk along the sidewalk. About half a block away we come across a hotel with a large golden sign put up to grab your attention.

Brent enters the hotel and walks to the elevator.

"Do we not have to check in first?" I ask Brent nervously.