Christopher nodded to her when they reached the heavy front door of the mansion.<br/><br/>"I will be here tommorow, around noon. Goodbye and a pleasant night, ms.Harriet."<br/><br/>The hotels interior drowned in shadows, all windows covered with thick courtains that let very little light inside. At a glance, the place was a luxusiour one, full of mahogany, teak, porcelain and crystal. An old man in an immaculate black tuxedo stood behind an old lobby desk.<br/><br/>"Miss... Harriet? Your room is on the second floor, the servant will help you with your baggages."<br/><br/>Before he finished speaking, someone stepped behind Harriet. The bulky young man's steps were completely muffled by the thick carpet covering the floor.