Chapter Thirty-ThreeAlan was kneeling down beside Agnes when several members of the hotel staff rushed out. Sally had been straightening a cushion on the sofa nearest to the entrance, when she heard a loud noise. Believing it to be some kid setting off a firecracker, she looked towards the door, only to see Agnes drop to the ground. Quickly beckoning a couple of the hotel porters, she rushed outside, thinking the surprisingly loud bang had given Agnes such a shock she had lost her footing and fallen over.
“Can I help?” Sally asked.
“Yes! Everyone, get back inside and don't let anyone leave the building. Agnes has been shot!” Alan yelled, pulling out his phone.
Clasping her hand to her mouth, Sally and the porters ran back into the hotel. Once inside, she called the manager to inform him
