My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 348 Motel
After the matter was dealt with, Ethan didn't stay any longer:
"When are you going to go back?"

"Tomorrow morning." Jabo slumped on the sofa, "Johnny has been urging me to go back. I've been here for a few days and I'm tired of it."

Jonny is Jaber's little boyfriend, the goth guy.

When he came to work this time, Jia Bo didn't bring him with him.

"Row."

Ethan stood up and kicked the travel bag: "Put the cash in your room first, and I'll come back to get it tomorrow morning."

"Smart choice."

Jia Bo scratched his bald head, picked up his phone and played with it.

Here is 67 US dollars in cash, even if he has already shared the bed with Rivera, Ethan does not want to use this huge sum of money to test her.

Back in the room, the living room was empty.

In the bathroom, there was the sound of rushing water.

"Rivera?"

There was also a bottle of champagne missing on the table, Ethan took off his clothes and walked to the bathroom.

The large bathtub is full of soft white bubbles.

Rivera was lying comfortably inside, holding a glass of champagne in her frothy hands.

"you are back."

Seeing Ethan come into the bathroom, she helped the bathtub and moved out of the way.

"Ah."

Ethan stepped into the bathtub and sat down, the feeling of being wrapped in hot water made him hum softly.

Rivera turned around and leaned forward, lying in his arms.

The body covered with foam is extremely slippery, and the touch is not ordinary.

Ethan took the champagne glass in her hand, took a sip and said, "Let's leave tomorrow."

"Where to go?"

Rivera turned around again, the water in the bathtub overflowed and flowed all over the floor.

"East, Pennsylvania, Banshee Town." Ethan held her waist.

"Is that where you came from?" Rivera straddled him and said out of breath, "I shouldn't be able to take public transportation now, right?"

"Yes."

Ethan adjusted his position and looked at the shaking in front of him: "So we are going to start a journey across the North American continent."

"Hope you enjoy this journey."

"I'm enjoying it now." Rivera slowly rose and fell, leaning forward and hugging his neck tightly.

The next day, Ethan glanced at the sleeping Rivera, got up and put on his clothes.

Jia Bo also got up early in the morning to catch an early flight.

The $67 was all packed into a travel bag by Ethan.

Due to the different denominations, the travel bag was bulging and weighed more than 30 catties.

Carrying the bag, he sent Jabo out of the hotel. After seeing him being sent to the airport by the vehicle arranged by the hotel, Ethan also took a taxi.

Just last night, after confirming that he wanted to drive back to Pennsylvania, Ethan contacted Buzz and asked him to find a second-hand car in better condition.

For a local snake like Buzz, this is an easy task.

For just over $3000, I helped him get an almost brand new second-hand Ford, which was in perfect condition and all procedures were cleaned up.

More than an hour later, Ethan came back in a black Ford.

After parking the car, he walked into the hotel with a backpack.

He took out the clothes packed in the space, and threw in all the 67 US dollars in cash.

It is impossible for me to really bring hundreds of thousands of cash and put it in the car across the United States, it is no different from generating income for the US police.

After all, he and Siobhan have caught that kind of thing before, and they know there are pitfalls, so they must avoid them.

As for the 10,000+ that Rivera brought, the target is much smaller, and it is not a big problem to put it on the body.

When she returned to the room, Rivera had already woken up and was eating breakfast:

"Where did you go just now?"

When she woke up, there was no one there. If she hadn't seen his belongings and the bag of money, Rivera would have wondered if he had left her and ran away.

"I bought some clothes." Ethan threw his backpack on the ground and took the sandwich.

After breakfast, they packed up their things and returned the room, officially starting the journey across the North American continent.

Nine days later.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, a black Ford turned off the freeway.

After driving on the tree-lined path for more than ten minutes, the car finally saw the signboard of the motel.

Ethan turns off the radio and slows down.

Along the way, he and Rivera walked and played, and it took more than a week before they arrived in Indiana.

As long as you cross Ohio again, you can reach Pennsylvania without any problems.

Now they are two or three days away from their destination, Banshee Town.

At the beginning, both of them were very playful, and they left their shadows in the famous scenic spots they passed on the way, but after a week, both of them fell into a state of fatigue.

Ethan now only wants to go home early and slowly swing on the swing by the lake.

Pull into the motel and park the car.

"Wake up."

Ethan woke Rivera up: "I'm going to check in the room, you wait in the car."

"Alright, go ahead."

Rivera woke up in a daze, she was now looking tired.

Ethan got out of the car and walked towards the registration office.

Pushing open the door, there was no one at the front desk, and he tapped the brass bell on the countertop.

"Ding."

"Come on, please wait."

Soon, a middle-aged white man in a red golf shirt came out from behind.

"Hello."

The shopkeeper raised his eyes and said jokingly, "Please, please don't tell me that you are here to ask for directions."

"I have fifteen rooms here, and each room has your name on it."

Ethan smiled and put his hands on the table: "I have bad news for you, I only need one room."

"That's great news for me."

The owner scratched his gray hair with a pen, and said with a smile, "Please give me your credit card."

"You don't accept cash here?"

Ethan took out his wallet from his jacket pocket and looked at the shopkeeper.

Some motels don't accept cash, he routinely asked.

He has too much money on him, and during this time, as long as conditions permit, he will use cash.

"Why not."

The shopkeeper shrugged: "As long as it's money, I can do it here."

After receiving the cash from Ethan, he checked it, and then looked outside. Ethan's car was parked outside the door of the reception desk.

Seeing Rivera sitting in the car, he raised his eyebrows:
"Wow, this is really a beautiful girl, is it your girlfriend?"

Ethan smiled and said nothing.

The shopkeeper didn't care either. He collected the money and turned around: "Let me settle you down. Do you have any lucky numbers?"

"Is there number eight?"

Ethan looked at the two rows of house keys hanging on the wall, and tapped his fingers on the countertop.

"Today is your lucky day."

The shopkeeper reached for a key and handed it to Ethan: "Why is it number eight?"

"Sorry, please forgive the curiosity of a boring person."

"Just like it."

Ethan turned the key ring, reached out and pushed open the glass door of the registration office.

(End of this chapter)