The concierge couldn't turn away the guest who had booked the presidential suite for a month, so he called the security guard over.
Isaac took the elevator to go to Room 1508. Then, he leaned against the wall and smoked.
There wasn't much noise, but he could still hear a bit of what was going on. When he thought about his father-in-law, Eugene, he felt horrible!
After about an hour, the door opened with a click.
Margaret opened the door. Then, she turned and waved to someone inside the room. "Honey, you get some rest. I'll see you tomorrow."
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