John Egbert Room Novels & Stories

"Why are you in my room? If you thought you could freely enter my room, well, I am free to sue you!" Her room? Upon hearing this, James Lu frowned and looked around at the furniture in the room. He couldn't help but sneer. "Your room? Shouldn't I be asking you this question?" Hearing his query, Elizabeth was dumb-founded. "Isn't this Room 2703?" He shook his head gently. "Then where is this?"

Kent guided Elizabeth through the complex, it was a three story building with a terrace included on top. They walked up to the second floor where they found a lounge area and then a large corridor that had separate rooms like a hotel would, but this where clearly for other types of adult needs. He didn’t stop until the reached the room where the murder happened and he opened the door for her, letting her walk in first. "Thank you, Mister Kent, you are very kind" she said as she stepped into the room "let us see what we have here".

Instead I would assure her that I was there for her. To help her get through everything. "Micheal Gibbins?" I asked the receptionist. "Micheal Gibbins aah room 427 but I'm afraid the body has been transferred to the-" I didn't let the nurse finish. Instead I walked down the white tiled hall checking every door for the number tag 427. I finally reached the room and the door was ajar. My mother sat at the farthest end of the room in a dingy brown leather couch while Elle sobbed on the empty bed.

She asked. " Going up to room 317. Can I get the executive room number?" I heard the sound of movement in the background and I waited, " Babe, what room is the meeting taking place?" She asked Josh. " 310. What's going on?" He replied. " Just answer me. I asked for the meeting room." She urged and I heard a pecking sound. " 314." He responded. "Did you get that?" She replied. " Yeah, thank you." I replied and hung up the call.