At a restaurant on the elite side of the city, the red-haired lady who just round up with her evening shift removed her apron while still on her uniform. She hung the apron on the staff hanger when her little phone began to ring.“ Gracie” she called to hear the worried voice of her friend speak at the other end of the phone.“Adele, I need you, I don’t know what I did to my client. Please you should come to the hotel, don’t call the cops…..“ calm down Grace, what happened and tell me the name of your hotel.” Adele immediately carried a paper to write it t down.“Western Hotel Room 2……..8,” Grace said as the signal began to break.“Room 2 what Gracie, I can’t hear you” Adele worriedly said as she tried to correct the number of the room.“ 2….8” The phone bumps for Adele to sigh.“Goodness,” she worriedly said as she didn’t know if it was 28 or 208. She knows it’s two, a middle number before eight but she doesn’t know which exactly so she decided to go with room 208.“ Mary, I’m out,”
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