A business card for something called "Neptune's Kingdom";
And a postcard from "Shell Beach", a sea-side town.
With trembling hands, Walker puts everything back into the wallet
and looks around the room once again.
As he does this, he notices something on the floor.
HIS P.O.V. follows a dark stain on the floorboards, to a woman's
bare foot behind the bed. In the shadows there lies a WOMAN'S BODY,
naked, in a RAPIDLY EXPANDING pool of blood. Her eyes stare
Walker throws his hands over his mouth.
INT. HOTEL CORRIDOR - NIGHT
Walker staggers from the room, grabs a wall for support.
At the end of the corridor, elevator doors open TO REVEAL: TWO
SHADOWY FIGURES - ONE TALL, ONE VERY SHORT.
Walker instinctively flattens himself against the wall.
The figures step from the elevator - still in shadow - he can't
see them clearly.
Walker makes for the stairs.
INT. LOBBY - NIGHT
Walker rushes past a deserted front desk. A VOICE from the back
room stop him in his tracks:
HOTEL MANAGER O.S.
You gotta message.
Walker looks uncertainly towards a bead curtain.
Message! You deaf?
Walker looks to a series of nooks for messages in front of him. In
one he sees a little folded note. Reaching across the desk, he
glances through the beads into the manager's office. RADIO SOUNDS
HIS P.O.V. - hard to see - the man sits in a chair, lit by the
glow of a T.V. set.
Walker grabs the note, looks at it. It says: JOHN WALKER - PLEASE
CALL - .. That's all - no number. Walker thrusts the message
in his pocket.