The taxi pulled into the crumbling parking lot of the Dream Guest House, a faded sign creaking in the wind."This is it," Mildred said, her voice laced with apology. "It's not the Ritz, but it's affordable."Cassandra nodded, her eyes scanning the surroundings. That's when she saw it - the same car that Mildred had spotted tailing them."Mildred, look," Cassandra whispered, her heart racing.Mildred's gaze followed Cassandra's. "Let's not jump to conclusions. It's probably a coincidence."Cassandra's unease lingered, but she shook it off. They needed rest.Inside, the guest house was dingy but clean. The proprietor, a gruff old man, handed them a key."Room 22. No visitors after 10 PM."As they settled in, Mildred stayed a little longer before leaving Cassandra lost in thought.Meanwhile, across town, Claus sat in his sleek living room, nursing a whiskey.Tyla, his girlfriend, curled up beside him, noticed his distant gaze."Hey, what's wrong?" Tyla asked, her voice soft.Claus's exp
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