Motel. This was not a hotel but a motel. The sleazy person at reception tried to charge more than he should, but Luo handled him well. Not like Suyin cares how much they charge, but it's always better to remain low-key and behave like the natives to not attract any unwanted attention.
Though Suyin didn't expect much from the room, to her surprise it was clean; bedding looked neat but had obvious yellow patches. Had just a chair and table in name of the furniture, a fan and a table lamp which she didn't bother to check, and dark curtains covering the view outside. She parted it, satisfied at the clear view of the hospital.
The people walking on the road with rifles, and belts of ammunition was an unusual site for her but normal in this country. It's a basic necessity for them. Just like food, water, and air.
She knew this hotel was not a safe place to stay, but the clear view of the hospital was more than anything she wants.
