Kate wasn’t up for having another car drive by. The seemingly closed restaurant would surely be the safer bet. Kate dashed off towards the building, and away from the road. She kept her body clutched in her arms as she disappeared in the space between the buildings.
There wasn’t much scenery in the alley itself. However Kate could see the beach that lay out behind the buildings. Eventually Kate made it to the backside of the buildings.
Along the back of the building, Kate had a giant patio seating area for people dining there. A few small tables were about so people could get a nice view of the beach.
Rather than heading around the patio, and leaving herself with little cover if someone were to be taking a night time stroll on the beach, Kate thought it was best to step up a few steps near her so she could venture across the restaurants patio.
Once up there, Kate slowly crept along. She was close to the building, and the entire back side had a lot of windows so people indoors could even enjoy the view. Late at night however, the glass proved to act as a mirror. Kate could see her naked image in her reflection.
Everything was very quiet. Other than a car speeding by on road in front was the only thing to interrupt the silence. Kate was relieved she’d taken this longer route; she may have not had cover again if she were in the front.
Ahead of her, Kate could still see the parking lot. She could just barely make out where her car was, smack dab in the middle of the sea of other cars.
Kate’s next stop would be her key that she had hidden at her car. Not wanting to have to carry it with her everywhere, Kate decided to hide it at her car. She’d need to get it to get back inside the hotel and ultimately her room.
Kate kept slow though. She felt safe enough at the restaurant since it was so late, but she wasn’t sure how safe she’d be in the parking lot. She’d have a lot of area to duck and hide, but at the same time there could be someone arriving or leaving the hotel, even at this hour.
So Kate slowed down as she neared the end of the patio. She had to decide if she’d wait or move on.
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