We show our passports, check in and give us the key to our room.
Out of curiosity I ask them, and as expected, they had not received any calls during the last hour.
Everything had been a montage between the taxi driver, the fictitious tourist agency, and those in charge of that hotel in no man's land, who had hinted to get some good rupees to tourists who had just arrived in India.
It had not worked for them, but for us it had been an experience we would never forget.
Lesson learned; eyes wide open, and don't trust anyone.
And remember, when you get to a new place and need a taxi, don't tell him it's your first time, or you'll become the perfect victim.