"I still can't believe we're being treated to a weekend in the countryside like this." Liz said as she glanced at Elizabeth in the seat next to her. The two of them and six of the other staff at Wilkos were on a private mini-bus taking them to a five-star hotel in the countryside in the Lake District, northern England.
"Well, I think we've earned it." Elizabeth smiled.
Liz happened to glance back at Liam and let out a sigh. "Not all of us have earned it." she grumbled.
Elizabeth just nodded. "Yes well, unfortunately I didn't get to pick who went on this little trip." she informed Liz. "And head office was clear with the names of those who were permitted to come. His was on the list." she added, referring to Liam.
"The others don't like it either." Liz said quietly, glancing back at Alexa, Josh, Darrell, Becca and Steven in turn.
"We can still enjoy ourselves." Elizabeth stated. "Apparently this is a new hotel, only opened its doors a few days ago."
"I have to admit, it looks nice." Liz said, staring at a picture of the hotel on a brochure. 'The Moriarty Arms'. And so the mini-bus continued on towards it's destination with it's unwilling occupants.
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Meanwhile, in the hotel, the Housekeeping manager Sarah Harding, 29, was making sure the hotel was in tip top shape for the new guests arriving that day. They had so far had only a handful of guests, so eight more arriving in one swoop was a boost for their business. "Abigail, would you mind tidying up your desk please." Sarah addressed the 19-year old employee behind the reception desk.
"Of course ma'am, my apologies." Abigail responded.
"The Professor wants his guests to feel at home when they come here, and it's our job to make it happen people, okay." Sarah tried to motivate her staff as they rushed about touching everything up. Sarah was elegantly dressed in a smart black skirt suit, tights and a pair of 4-inch heeled black patent pumps. Her long brown hair reached half way down her back and looked silky to the touch.
Meanwhile, watching Sarah and his other employees on a CCTV camera, Professor Moriarty was making his own last minute adjustments to some of his revolutionary equipment in his basement laboratory. He was still annoyed that he had been forced to flee the United States after so many years of successful experimentation, but once the FBI became involved in some of the investigations by the authorities, he felt like he had no choice. And so he decided to re-open his hotel in a picturesque corner of England, where he was sure to have access to many more 'test subjects'.
The eight Wilko staff members were among those unwitting people who would soon be in Moriarty's 'playground'.
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"Wow, it's beautiful!" Alexa gasped when she stepped from the bus, looking at the exquisite facade of the hotel, and the male greeters in their hotel uniforms stood outside ready to take their luggage inside.
"It certainly is." Liz nodded, as she tied her hair up into it's usual ponytail to keep it from her face.
The eight co-workers of course were not dressed for work.
Elizabeth was wearing a snug, low-cut pink top, a floral-print, knee-length skirt and a pair of white, wedge heeled espadrilles, as well as a pale yellow cardigan.
Liz had on a black tank top that gave a great view of her ample cleavage, a Nike sports jacket wrapped around her waist, a pair of boot-cut jeans and some grey trainer flats with velcro fasteners.
Josh was attired in a light blue polo shirt, a pair of beige khakis, socks and a pair of tennis shoes.
Becca was wearing a pair of black jeans, striped socks, red & black hi-top sneakers and a burgundy t-shirt, as well as her skull-motif jacket. She had on quite a bit of eye liner, eye shadow and dark lip gloss that went well with her dyed red hair.
Darrell was looking even more casual than Becca and Liz, wearing a pair of black jogging bottoms, a tight, navy blue t-shirt that emphasized his considerable physique, socks and a pair of navy blue trainers.
Steven was dressed in a lightweight black jacket, a grey t-shirt, a pair of darkwash jeans, black socks and a pair of black suede hiking boots.
Liam was looking as unimpressive as he usually did at work, with his scraggy brown hair in a loose ponytail, a white t-shirt, a pair of faded black jeans, white socks and a pair of well worn converse trainers.
And finally there was Alexa, who was making sure to show off her figure to everyone. She was wearing a red halter-top, a short black skirt and a pair of ankle-strap, stiletto heeled sandals that showed off her pedicure. Alexa's dusty blonde hair was freshly permed for the trip, and had her make-up on too, Becca, Liz and even Elizabeth thought that maybe Alexa was a little overdressed for a weekend at a hotel, but they didn't say anything.
"Welcome to the Moriarty Arms!" Sarah the housekeeping manager beamed, holding out her arms as she greeted the eight new arrivals.
Liam, as usual, trudged through the door last and as a result missed the greeting, and he looked around idly as Elizabeth stepped forward to return the friendly greeting they had received. She and Liz just knew they were going to have a good weekend. And they weren't the only ones.
"Delightful!" Professor Moriarty smirked as he observed the reception desk camera, rubbing his hands together. He was itching to get back to work...
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