It was, of course, the bigger of the rooms in the suite. Vivian was always going to set herself up in the best digs. Aaron located her suitcase, stuffed away under the bed. He laid there on his stomach for a few seconds, taking a mental picture. He reached in and grabbed the case. Laying it on the bed, he placed his ear next to the combination lock and listened for the tumblers fall into place. With it opened he felt the along the sides and back until he found that one imperfection. He peeled away the false backing and reached under. He hand came out with a plastic bag full of photos an paper.
He moved over to the dresser and laid the contents out to get a better look. Aaron reached into his pocket and retrieved his cell phone and headset. Using the camera feature on the phone, he photographed everything in the bag. With the headset in his ear, a call was sent out to one of his contacts across the hanger. "T. It's Mann. I'm sending you some pictures and a name. Ramos. Get me what you can and send it to my apartment in an hour and fifteen. Can you do that? Good. Thanks." He tapped the headset off and collected the papers and photos back into the bag in the same order that he had taken them out. Then, he slipped it back into the suitcase and smoothed out the false backing. After slipping the suitcase back under the bed, he stood up and brushed off his pants. Again he dropped down to the floor and stared at the suitcase under the bed. He reached out his hand and nudged the case a little to the left. There, he thought to himself as he stood up and exited the room. There was no one in the hall to notice him use a key to open the service door and made his way to the maintenance elevator in back.
