While the Hotel’s decor had changed, the layout did not. She went down to the west wing, past the restaurants, bars, and clubs until music reached her ears. She doubted it was a coincidence that the song in question was the Charleston.
The last time she stepped foot in this clip joint there had been a sea of people dancing and drinking the night away. On this occasion, the place was deserted, save for four people.
Disclaimer: This excerpt from The Van Helsing Impetus is currently in development. There may be typos, errors, omissions, inconsistencies and so forth.
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