Chapter Seven
Ladies’ Night
Sitting in a far corner to be discreet, Clare glances at the grand marble cased wall clock up above the now finished buffet.
Nine o’clock! The ‘show’ will be starting soon.
Finishing off her chicken sandwich supplied from the buffet leftovers, she looks across the hall at the banquet crew working with diligence bussing the large round dining tables. With a few women left chatting over their after dinner drinks, the crew are expert at being inconspicuous while clearing the remaining tables. Talking of drinks, she focuses further down the Grand Hall toward the small bar tucked away into a corner diagonal to the opposite stage. A line of about ten women of different age and size wait with limited patience for their inflated priced drink served by another handso
