Chapter Nine: Old Friend

Marianna's POV

I walked past security. They gave me weird looks as I don't fit the crowd that comes here. I marched straight to the reception. "Good evening madam, how can we assist you tonight?"

"I'm looking for Wayne Bellingerre. Can you tell him Maria is here to see him?"

"I'm sorry but Mr Bellingerre checked out three days ago. Is there anything I can do for you?"

I felt stranded. I came here with a mindset fixed on Wayne. I just need someone with influence and enough money to scare that child services woman into giving me my son back. I have walked a long way to get here. I live in the other side of town. I am too broke to afford a taxi. Just when my mind threatened to explode with a million thoughts at once, I saw a letter head on the receptionist's table. It dawned on me that the solution is in the name of the hotel.

"Then I want to see Frank."

"Who?"