There were days when Arthur missed the simplicity (however simple it could be made anyhow) of dream share. That wasn't to say of course that he didn't keep a hand in it whenever he could. Research he could do and did very well, thank you. However, mixing dreams with spirits hadn't turned out very well in the past and they had long since given that up.
The fact that the owners couldn't say who had recommended them made something in his gut clench. A feeling he had long since named his intuition. All signs were pointing to 'leave now and don't turn back'. But they had a job and ever the professional, he didn't turn away a job.
It was a hotel. Over the course of his career, he had spent plenty of time in hotels (before and after Rose Red), so he wasn't sure why this one was giving him the creeps.
He turned away from the scenery and looked at Eames with a nod. "I did and he said if he didn't hear from us in two days, he'll hunt us down himself." It was still odd to him just how their friendship with Peter had turned out. If he were honest, he was sure it was a good thing for Peter as well, getting out of Beacon Hills as he did nowadays.
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The fact that the owners couldn't say who had recommended them made something in his gut clench. A feeling he had long since named his intuition. All signs were pointing to 'leave now and don't turn back'. But they had a job and ever the professional, he didn't turn away a job.
It was a hotel. Over the course of his career, he had spent plenty of time in hotels (before and after Rose Red), so he wasn't sure why this one was giving him the creeps.
He turned away from the scenery and looked at Eames with a nod. "I did and he said if he didn't hear from us in two days, he'll hunt us down himself." It was still odd to him just how their friendship with Peter had turned out. If he were honest, he was sure it was a good thing for Peter as well, getting out of Beacon Hills as he did nowadays.