Chapter 113. The tax consultant

The next morning a well dressed man walked through the large glass hotel doors. He walked up to the receptionist and asked for the manager.

The short blonde at the desk asked," whom can I say is here for Mr Jon?"

"Tell him it's Mr Williams. The tax consultant from the department of taxes of Salt Rock." The man answered in a rather polite yet gruff voice.

"Please have a seat in the lobby, Mr Williams while I call him." She answered in the most sweetest voice.

She picked up the telephone and called the office.

Ten minutes later Jon walked down the stair case and met Mr Williams.

Jon thought of it as a coincidence that the tax consultant was in the building randomly when Ella had just seen him last night.

"Mr Williams. I am Jon. The hotel manager. How can I help you?" Jon shook his hand. His grip was firm.

" I am here to check your financials for the year." Mr Williams replied.

Jon felt a wave of worry wash over his face. His eyebrows furrowed and he clasped his hands together in front