روايات وقصص ضمن The Guest Book

"Really? That would be great." Martins nodded, pulling out a business card. "Here's my card, call me anytime. The guest house is just down the next two streets. I can book an Uber to take you, if you'd like..." Thane nodded, taking the card. "That would be great, thank you."

I dialed the hotel’s number again when I walked away from Miss Jean. “Hi! It’s me again,” I gladly greeted the receptionist. “I’ll take them both. Have them ready after lunch,” I said. “Oh? It’s ready? That’s good. Thank you.” “Anna, some of the guests are here. Usher them to the conference room.” --- I went to the lobby to greet the guests when someone came up to me. “Hi,” the woman said. “Do you know where Gabriel Anderson’s office is?” “Right this way, Ma’am,” I smiled at the woman, who I guessed is in her mid 70’s. She has a pointed nose and had heavy make-up. Her reddish-brown hair was up in a bun. She was flashy with her jewelry.