Leaving the man at the reception desk behind, Noah heads back to his room, grabs his phone, and finally calls his father, who hasn't stopped calling and texting since he left home.

“Hey, Dad.”

“Thank God you called, son. I was starting to get worried.”

“I texted saying not to worry. I can take care of myself.”

“I know you can. I've never doubted that. I'm just concerned because you're in an unfamiliar place, and that car of yours attracts attention from the wrong kind of people.”

“I know. It re