She dressed quickly and glanced in the mirror. She looked like a prostitute.
Ashley examined her purse. Only forty dollars. Her checkbook and credit card were still there. Thank God!
She went out into the corridor. It was empty. She took the elevator down to the seedy-looking lobby
and walked over to the checkout desk, where she handed the elderly cashier her credit card.
“Leavin’ us already?” He leered. “Well, you had a good time, huh?”
Ashley stared at him, wondering what he meant and afraid to find out.
She was tempted to ask him when Dennis Tibble had checked out, but she decided it was better not to bring it up.
The cashier was putting her credit card through a machine. He frowned and put it through again.
Finally, he said, “I’m sorry. This card won’t go through. You’ve exceeded your limit.”
Ashley’s mouth dropped open. “That’s impossible! There’s some mistake!”
The clerk shrugged. “Do you have another credit card?” “No. I-I don’t... Will you take a personal check?”
He was eyeing her outfit disapprovingly. “I guess so, if you have some ID.”
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