His ears pricked at the whistle and John was quick to scoop Bernie Kosar back up into his arms, jogging lightly to where Six was, the meal having given him an energy boost. Plucking one of the keys from her hand, he slipped it into his pocket, and then grabbed his chest and shoved it under one arm.
The motel wasn't the greatest but it was the kind of place you wouldn't get noticed and that was more important to them. Following Six over to the door, he stood slightly to the side, still smiling faintly. "Any problems getting the room?"