You can tell right from the start that there's something fishy going on at The Sunset Inn. Motel in the middle of nowhere. A town where no strangers are ever allowed to spend the night. No phones in any of the hotel rooms. The strange desk clerk playing solitaire. And the question:

"Now will that be for one night, one week, or a month?"

With the arrival of each subsequent guest, the strangeness and suspense dials up a notch, and especially so while waiting for the arrival of the "special" guest. There's a slow build of oddness and inscrutability. Each arrival is heralded by a bit of the story of how this person came to be there whether it was running out of gas, or a flat tire. While I can't say I was caught completely off guard by the identity of this person, I welcomed the intrigue surrounding him. It was fantastic misdirection by the author to include this problem person when that person is not exactly the problem at all.

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