The motel was completely encased in tent material

The other guys started pumping poison into the building

After they left

The asset ran around turning off every canister pumping out poison

He lifted up the tarp and went inside his carefully calculated shield

At least that's what he told himself it was

He went to room 1112 and picked the lock

Once inside it only took several minutes for him to recognize it as a kill room

He wondered

Did she see?

Did she instantly know too?

He sat on the edge of the bed and opened his laptop

He stuck in the USB with stolen data

The first file he looked through was the file labeled I

It was every identification and licence of every guest

Some had pictures

Some didn't

After several minutes

He noticed a pattern emerging

Upon further inspection he found something

Over the past few years there was a series of double bookings

All within the fist 3 rooms