~ SASHA ~
It was a small suite. The main room included a couch, coffee table, and television, the sitting area separated from the small kitchen by a long, thin island. Beyond both was another wall with two doors.
"Bathroom on the left, bedroom on the right," Nick said, walking deeper into the little suite. "There should be enough in the pantry to throw together a snack if you need one, but we have a restaurant for staff here, and that's where you can eat unless you just don't feel like it. That key will get you into the building, into that hallway at the top of the stairs, and into this suite, but it won't open anything else. So don't go exploring. Security are armed," he said casually, as if it was completely natural to warn a person that they might get shot if they stepped into the wrong room. "We've got a couple hours until dinner. Did you want to have a shower and then I'll show you around?"
