"It was midnight on the car’s clock. If the car flips now, would there be anyone to record the time of my death? What if the rescue didn’t come until much later? How would they know the time, precisely? I slowed down, shook my head, and slapped my face lightly. Instead of cultivating morbid thoughts, I should pay attention to the road. Maybe I’d find a gas station or I could go back to the last one where I filled up the tank."
The Golden Hotel provides comfort and satisfaction at any time of the year. And with Dennis it will be no different. After hours of traveling through the night, for urgent reasons, the new guest seems to have finally found a place to rest his bones...
Suspense e Mistério