Ok dig this. Setup a booking at an exclusive hotel in LV, one where you must have a key to get to the room. Tell my friend that he should call me from the lobby a few minutes before our scheduled time. He does so. But the number he's calling from is local, unlike the cell he's been calling me ever since he got in town, so I ask him where he left his cell, "Back at his hotel, 20 minutes away." he says. He's now calling from the lobby phone.
Now, this gent refused to go through the screening process, boarded a plane for LV and was already on it when I got the email that we were scheduled to meet. Only spoke with him once when he was querying a few weeks back, no specifics given, just asking questions. I had told him about my screening process and despite my asking if I could ring his work discretely, he didn't let me do this first; he boarded a plane for LV and dropped me an email with a time and date. I am meeting a complete stranger in a room and I have no clue where this guy works, where he's from, etc. etc.
Based upon that info. or lack thereof, I'm not going to his room. He's coming to mine. So I spring for a nice place, double digits for a weekday and back we go to the story we go...
Calls me from the lobby from a number that wasn't the number he had called me from 2x when he got to LV. Again, it was the lobby phone. So we try to figure out what to do. Since he's not properly screened, if he kills me, I'm tracing his cell number from the grave so he says he understands and goes back to his hotel to get the cell. He says this will take about 20 minutes. An hour and a half later, 1/2 a bottle of champaign down the hatch, my cell rings...His cell. Okay, I'm keeping the booking because that's the right thing to do...despite the fact that it's much much later. I tell him that the elevators are keyed so wait by the elevators and I'll bring him up. I cover my slut wear in a business suit and go to the lobby. I get off the elevators and look around, tourists, gamblers, men, but no one approaches me, no one makes the right eye contact. I go out towards the main area, still nothing. So back up the elevators I go, get on my cell and ring him. He says he is right outside the elevators. We clarify elevators. I keep telling him which ones. He tells me to come to the front desk, that he will meet me there. I tell him no, that I am not going to display myself at the front desk, that I prefer to wait in the room or catch him by the elevators. Hello this is HB in a tight pink spandex stripper dress and 6 inch spike heels. Covered it a business suit, I still feel a bit obvious. I ask him "If I am very specific about location, will you please come to the elevators?" He says I have to come to the front desk.
I tell him I'm not going to do it, WHY????? I pack up all my stuff, checkout and drive home.
The question is:
Would a lobby hotel phone allow him to make a long distance call? My cell phone isn't 702. What or who was this masked man and why did he need me to come to the front desk?
HB