Mr Rogers stomped around the room with angry steps. Watching all the managers standing in a single line with arrow eyes. You could tell there was anxiety between the men and women standing in front of him, Jasmine was also among them, their heads all bowed to the floor
"Can someone tell me, what's going on in my company?! " He growled.
Everyone seemed to be frightened by Mr Rogers except for Jasmine who knew why they were here in the first place...
"A man came to my office yesterday and demanded information about a girl who was delivered to his friend a couple of nights ago. But when we checked the records there was nothing to be seen, it was as if the name was not existing in any record in the hotel. Can someone tell me why?!" He said angrily clapping his hands angrily on the table.
"I said, I need answers!" He barked again.
"Who was this girl and who brought her into my hotel without my consent!"
