Chapter Fifteen

Arietta's Point Of View

"Holy shit!"

He rushed to the wardrobe and brought out a shirt and a pair of shorts. He wore them hastily and took my hand as we made for the door. This is what I don't get, why is he making such a fuss? I mean the bag is only containing candies, right? Or there's something else? I sighted one of the room service ladies down the hall, and we rushed to her.

"The plastic bag you took, where is it?" Rick asked immediately we got to her.

"Sir?"

"You mixed up the bags; you were supposed to take this," I said, stretching the other bag to her. She collected it and widened her eyes immediately she saw what was inside.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry, I must have mixed them up when I picked it up."

"It's fine. Where is it?" Rick asked impatiently.

"Gosh, my colleague has disposed it in the trash cans outside the building. That's not even the problem. The problem is that the garbage truck would have packed the trash."

Without warning, Rick dashed away. I and the lady ran after