“We don’t have to.” KID let go of Hakuba’s hand and walked over to the rooftop access door. He grinned slightly and pulled a small lockpick out, working quickly on the lock. “It is a simple matter and there is an elevator in this building.”
The lock clicked and KID turned the door, then stowed the lockpicks away. He didn’t comment on the chosen venue, as he wasn’t going to look a gift horse in the mouth. Beckoning Hakuba, he headed down the staircase and to the elevator. This place was actually an apartment complex, but it would be fine as long as Hakuba didn’t act like they weren’t supposed to be here if someone showed up.
Hakuba watched KID pick the lock but made no comment. The last thing he wanted to do was to get into an argument and, well, he really didn’t want to have to climb down the fire escape, either. Beside, he’d busied himself with the phone.
“Yes, this is Hakuba Saguru… I need to make a reservation."
He followed after the thief, casual and calm as if they were supposed to be walking through the apartment building. The detective gave his membership number, and stepped into the elevator.
"That should be fine, yes. Thank you. That is the correct card on file. Ah – yes, if you wouldn’t mind… The usual. Thank you.”
The detective ended the call and slipped the phone back into his pocket, glancing over at KID afterward. Elevators. It was always elevators. He let out a nervous breath and pushed a lop-sided smirk.
“It’s all arranged. And, ah, I don’t suppose I could ask you to… not use my membership number to book hotels as you fancy, could I? Not that that the expense is any concern, but should I turn up in two Hyatts across the world on the same night, it could be a little bit awkward to explain."
Actually, he wouldn’t have minded at all. Helping KID – no, Kuroba, with something would actually be a pleasure. He wanted to be useful to him. And then, being in that elevator, he wanted to be closer, too. But he stayed where he was. Just… looking.