Finn rushed over to the reception area fuming in anger. Of all the years he had booked in a hotel, no hotel had been so careless as to allow just anyone to slip letters into his room. This was a deprivation of his privacy. How could the hotel conduct such unprofessional deeds?
"Who sent a letter to my room this morning?" He asked the new receptionist on duty. She looked at him confused.
"I am sorry. I don't understand what you are talking about", She told him with a puzzled stare.
"What do you mean you do not understand?! Someone slipped a letter into my room trying to ruin my marriage. Who did that?" He asked again, losing his patience.
"I promise sir, our hotel follows very strict rules. We never allow such occurrences here except if it is permitted by the customers. I am very sur
