Howie sat in his hotel suit at the MGM Grand hotel. "What a week," he sighed in relief. "I'm so glad we have tomarrow off. I've had enough of my demanding life for one week." He quickly changed for bed, turned off the light, & went to bed.
Meanwhile...
Christie ran down Las Vegas Blvd. Bullets sped by her head as she ran carring her only daughter. They were after her. She had lived the past 12 months of her life in a research center & was running from an illegal operation that she never wanted any part of, trying to give her daughter a chance of a normal life. Kara deserved better than that. Christie soon saw the MGM Grand ahead. She ran inside, quickly running to the elevator & pressed the button for the 5th floor. The doctors chasing her wouln't find her that easily. She was drawn to suite 523 & quickly ran over to it. She wrote a fast note, kissed her daughters forehead, & banged loudly on the door. Christy said a final goodbye & took off running praying that whoever was in that suit would take care of her daughter. With the last look at her daughter she vowed to return to her daughter some day. "Hopefully soon Kara, Hopefully Soon."
Howie shot awake because of the loud banging on the door. If that's Nick he is going to be so dead He thought out of anger seeing he had only gotton 1 hour of sleep, but to his suprise there was a baby laying outside his suite with a note sitting on top of the blanket that covered her. |
