Chapter SeventeenThough Agnes had never actually spoken to the staff supervisor, she had been pointed out to her some time ago. Since then, she had seen Mrs Telford striding around the hotel on several occasions, carrying out random checks to make sure everything was up to standard. Apparently, she was a stickler for detail.
“Please sit down.” Mrs Telford smiled as she gestured toward the large, comfortable chair in front of her desk.
“Thank you,” Agnes replied.
As she lowered herself into the chair, Agnes couldn't help noticing how neat and tidy the supervisor's desk was. Everything appeared to be in place – unlike the one she had sat behind when she worked in an office all those years ago. Back then, anyone looking on would have thought her desk was a shambles. Nevertheless, she had a
