Los Paraisos: Pellagio Hotel
This had been a very bad idea. Dylan clung to Don with all his might as the masked man raced around the hotel. Finally Don came to an abrupt stop, causing Dylan’s body to slam hard against his back with an “oof.” Whatever, it was a chance to let go and stumble to his feet. He stared at the paparazzi in front of them. “How is that even possible?” he asked.
“Darn!” Crimson Justice swiped his fist through the air. “This way!”
Don turned and booted down the nearest door which led them to the fire escape. “Oh thank Aislin!” he cried as he ran out into the fresh air. The morning sun was blinding to his tired eyes, but the feel of the cool ocean breeze more than made up for it. Taking but a second to look around, he happened to see Moira and Syed crouched behind a newspaper stall. Though they were trying to hide they still stuck out like sore thumbs.
“After me, guys!” he said as he ran down the fire escape. Moving quickly, he led the group around the edges of the crowd. He came to a stop near that ice cream shop from the day before - the Double Scoop. “You guys wait here, I’m getting Moira and Syed.”
And with that he dove into the crowd, sliding along with an elbow here and an apology there before he finally reached them. Crouching down beside them, he tapped them both on the shoulders. “Come on, let’s get away from this madhouse, eh?”