Offering assistance
Having overheard their itinerary earlier, I offered my assistance—not out of kindness, but as part of my larger plan.
‘Need some help with those forms?’ I asked, feigning a helpful tone. The husband looked up, a mix of surprise and relief.
‘Yeah, thanks,’ he muttered reluctantly. While he handed me the papers, I maintained an air of friendly patience.
My hidden agenda was to inject subtle errors, aiming to complicate their arrival at the resort.