Chapter 92: The Game. (3/3)
Lukas came to the parking lot. He looked at Jay and Roy, who were talking happily with each other. He frowned a little because he was missing his little brother now.
I have so much money, maybe I should buy that kid a laptop and a car. This Saturday I will visit home and help out however I can.
Lukas, thinking of this, smiled and remembered how his little brother worked on three jobs just to bail him out and give him an iPhone each year after that and a comfortable life.
He became too mature last time because I was immature, this time it’s upon me to create beautiful memories for him to enjoy.
Lukas, shaking his head, went ahead and smiled at the brothers. He then said, "Take me to the hotel. Where is the coach?"
"He took your stuff to the field, your room is booked at the Four Seasons Hotel Chicago, so it’s kind of the same," Roy said with a smile, and Jay just nodded his head.
"Alright, take me there, and I will come to warm up with the team later," Lukas said, as the time was only 3 PM in the afternoon.
The Four Seasons hotel here in Chicago was vastly different from Philadelphia, it was in a tall building called the 900 North Michigan Building, and the hotel was on the 30th to 46th floors of it.
The car went through the VIP lane only to be stopped by the security there. They looked at the expensive Mercedes and frowned with doubt.
Lukas rolled down the window and showed his face, the security instantly jolted awake and let them pass with a marine salute.
As the VIP lane was mostly vacant, nobody saw Lukas, and he entered through the VIP elevator and sat on the 46th floor.