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driver’s door, and climbs on; then reaches for the garage-door opener. Cranking the
ignition, the Jeep roars in response, and a Classic R&B song radiates from the
speakers. Slowly, he pulls out of the garage, again reaches for the opener, closes the
garage, and takes a left toward the gate; but stops at the Main Office.

A few minutes later -- after returning his keys and garage opener to the
Townhome Management -- he returns, unlocks and hops back into his jeep. He turns
the ignition, straps his seat belt, safely circles the water fountain in front of the Main

office, and drives off -- heading for US-165 south -- via Louisville Avenue.

Ninety-five miles later, he gets into the left lane, gradually slows down, and
turns left at the first cross street onto northbound US-165; then travels another three

blocks to a 3-Star hotel located about 2 miles from Kisatchie National Forest. He
signals, vies a right, and pulls to a stop in one of the empty parking stalls. Admiring
the layout of the hotel, he steps out of his Jeep, opens the rear door, and retrieves
both his laptop case and garment cover. Strapping the laptop case over his left

shoulder and carrying the garment cover, he locks the vehicle with his right hand,
and gaits across the parking lot into the hotel’s Lobby. After stopping by the Front
Desk and checking in, Alonzo places a call to Yvette, and retires for the night.

Pineville, Louisiana
ALONZO’S HOTEL ROOM

Alonzo's up, reaches for the remote, and turns the flat screen on; then heads
to the bathroom for his usual morning ritual. He shaves, brushes his teeth, and enters

the shower. Quarter of an hour later, he dons a blue polo shirt, a pair of jeans, and a
pair of Navy-Hazelnut croc loafer. He straps his laptop case over his shoulder, lifts
and carries his garment cover, and heads out.