In the evening,as I was about to sleep while hungry, I had someone knocking at the door. It was the previous gentleman, his name was Rodie. The neighbor to the hotel. He had something in his hands. It was a shopping bag. He had bought me something to eat. Since I was hungry, I didn't hestate to receive it from him. I started eating. After having my meal, that's when I remembered to ask him. "How did you know that am in here?" "I followed you up to this room in the morning, that's when I saw your room number. I even asked a waiter to keep an eye on this room." He said. "So you were spying on me?" I asked in a louder voice. "Yes, I just wanted to keep informed about your movements." I immediately lost my temper and slalsla him on the face. How could he ask someone to spy on me y

