Daisy's POV
“Sorry to interrupt!” I say to one of the VIP clients as I close the door to their room.
Of the 50 rooms in this corridor, 30 were currently occupied; I had checked 28, leaving 2. If Teresa wasn't in them, I didn't know what I would do.
I wondered repeatedly what had gone wrong; I told Teresa the corridor she should take, the room she should enter, and even gave her the key to that room. What happened while I was away?
“Damn! I shouldn’t have let her go alone!” I curse as I head to room number 29 to continue my search.
Teresa wasn't in this room, but a client who didn’t like being interrupted during the “act” was. After apologizing, I went to the next room, placing all my hopes there.
“I hope you’re here and it’s not too late,” I murmur while praying for things to turn ou
