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The Pin

... crowding around the exit. When one of the women saw me she said, “Please step over here.” Her arm was out pointing to my right. All of the girls traveling with me were waiting with two men in black suits in the corner of the boarding area. When Janet and I got there I asked one of them, “What’s going on?” He said, “We’re here to e****t you to your hotel.” Then Janet asked in a matter of fact tone, “Where are they?” He looked at his watch, leaned in close and whispered to all of us, “They’re in route, about three hours out. They will be landing at Andrews. We’ll have them at your hotel thirty minutes after they land.” We were all smiling and we nodded to him that we understood. “Is everyone here?” the guy who seemed in charge said in a loud voice. We looked around at each other and most of us nodded that we were. “Please follow me.” He said leading us to a door across the concourse that said ‘private’. When everyone was inside the large conference room he held out an identification badge and said, “I’m Agent Watkins, United States Secret Service. We are here to e****t you to your hotel. First, we need all of your luggage claim tags with your names printed on them so we can get your luggage on board the bus and then to your rooms, and second, we need to see you identification. “ Two agents left the room with our baggage tags and we formed a line to show our identification. When this was complete they led us to a doorway across the concourse that went down to the tarmac to a ...

... waiting charter bus. The two other agents were watching about six baggage handlers separating our luggage from the other passenger’s luggage. We boarded the bus and had to wait about ten minutes for our luggage to be loaded on the bus before we left. When the bus hit the surface streets we picked up a police e****t that took us to a very nice hotel. Seconds before the bus stopped in front of the hotel Agent Watkins stood and faced us, “When we stop, we will enter the lobby of the hotel and go into a conference room on the left side of the main desk. In that room please find your name on an information packet. Inside the packet will be your itinerary for the next few days and your room key cards. While in the hotel, all of your meals will be paid for by the government.” We left the bus and walked into a very plush lobby. To the right was an archway that led to the dining room. Right next to it was the main desk with two employees standing behind it. A long hallway was next to the desks with signs that pointed the way to, elevators, conference rooms, and the pool. Inside the conference room were several tables set up with large manila envelopes on them. I picked up my envelope which had Scott’s name and my name on it with the room number. I looked at most of the other envelopes and saw that we were all on the eleventh floor. Agent Watkins spoke, “Ladies you are free to go to your rooms or get something to eat, or just look around. There are agents stationed at all of the exits to ...