Chapter 2 2

The green suit had a fancy label, and no one looking at her would have guessed that it was bought at Oxfam for less than a hundred Swedish kronor arrived.The button near the waist of the dress had been replaced with a safety pin, but no one would notice. She called the waiter over and ordered another glass of white wine. Across an empty table, tonight's target sat alone.She hasn't acted yet, so it's impossible to tell how much the other party knows about her. He just started enjoying the appetizers. There is still more time! She gulped down the refilled white wine in the glass.The wine was not sweet, just right cool, and probably quite expensive.She has no idea of ​​the price of the wine, and that doesn't matter.

She peeked at the prey in her heart, but she didn't see it directly, but felt that the other party was staring at her.Through the rim of the wine glass, she let her eyes flow in his direction, meet his eyes, and then, as if a little indifferent, let her eyes wander in the hall. The French restaurant at the Grand Hotel is truly a luxurious place.She had been here three times before, but tonight might be the last visit in a while.it's a pity!Because the hotel staff will put fresh fruit in the guest room, and the towels are so thick that several of them are stacked together, as if no one will notice if you put two in your briefcase.

Still, it would be unwise to defy fate.It would be a catastrophe if the staff recognized her. He was looking at her again, she could feel it.She immediately took out the diary from her briefcase and checked today's date.Infuriating. She tapped impatiently on the table with her flawless red nails.Two different appointments at the same time, how could she allow herself to schedule both events at the same time?To make matters worse, the targets were two of the biggest clients! She watched his reaction out of the corner of her eye, and he was still watching her. A waiter walked past her table and she waved to the waiter.Can I borrow a phone?

Miss!No problem at all. Her eyes followed the waiter as he walked to the bar and returned to her table with a wireless phone.Miss!The phone is here.Please dial nine before dialing. Thank you! She flicked through the journal, found the number to call, and dialed. Hello!I'm Caroline.Caroline Fors, specialist at Swedish Laval separator.I'm sorry, but tomorrow morning I accidentally had two appointments with two clients at the same time.I just wanted to let you know that I will still be there, but about two hours later than originally scheduled. Twenty seconds, twenty-five seconds, thirty seconds.Beep!

OK!I'll be there asap.I have to hang up the phone! She sighed, wrote salami two o'clock in the afternoon on the line directly below the basement apartment, and closed the journal. Just as she took another sip of liquor from the wine glass, their eyes met inadvertently.She was quite sure now that he had his whole attention on her. He smiles at her. Is there a problem? She smiled, too, but shrugged, a little bewildered. take it easy.He spoke pitifully and looked towards her.At this moment, he was gradually approaching the trap she carefully arranged.you alone?Still waiting for someone?

He looked at her intently. No, I just wanted to have a drink or two before going back to my room.Today is really a long day! She picked up the journal and put it in her briefcase.That's it, it's time to call it a day, and he'll be hooked soon.She put the briefcase back on the floor and saw him push away the empty plate in front of him and raise his glass to toast her. Do you mind if I sit at the same table with you? Already hooked, hooked almost before you even start fishing.She smiled slightly, and was about to drag the caught fish ashore. However, the action should not be too fast, and it took a long time to enjoy the delicious meal.She hesitated for a few seconds before answering his question.It's very good!But I'm actually going to call it a day.

He stood up, picked up his glass, and sat down opposite her. My name is Jorgen.Grant, nice to meet you. He held out his hand to her, she shook it, and introduced herself. Caroline.foss. What a beautiful name, it really lives up to its name.I toast to this. On his left hand was a thin wedding ring, which gleamed. cheers. The waiter brought Mr. Glennburgh's main course, but was taken aback when he realized that the guests had disappeared.Jorgen.Grant waved to him. I'm here.From here, the view is better, don't you agree? Her smile was rather forced, but fortunately, Mr. Glennburgh didn't seem to be particularly sensitive to other people's feelings.

The waiter placed a white plate covered with a silver lid on the table between them.He threw off the carefully folded linen napkin, spread it on his lap, and rubbed his hands together.The guy clearly enjoyed his meal.Don't you want something to eat? She could feel her stomach growling with hunger. No, I don't want to eat it. He lifted the silver lid, and the delicious smell of garlic and rosemary wafted slowly into her nostrils, and she could feel her mouth full of saliva. bring it on!Of course you have to eat something. At this moment, he didn't stare at her, but focused on cutting slices of lamb.

You need to eat to gain strength, he said as he put a fork of lamb into his mouth.Didn't your mother teach you? Her mother had probably said that, and many others.It's just that your mother didn't teach you?This sentence is a good reason to decline, but now, she is really hungry, and the bowl of fruit in the room doesn't seem so attractive anymore. Chewing his food, he called to the waiter who was coming, but the waiter stood by until Glennburgh finished his mouthful. Give this lady another copy of this.The account is in Room 407. He looked at her and smiled, waving his electronic key card at the waiter.

Room 407.The waiter walked away. Hope you don't mind? I'm perfectly capable of footing the bill myself, you know. Of course you have the ability to pay for it yourself.I just figured it would be best if I paid to make up for my persistence. Of course she happily accepted. She drank some liquor again.This guy is too good to be true, fully automatic.He sat there, munching loudly on his lamb chops, completely engrossed in the delicacies before her eyes.In fact, at that moment, he seemed to have forgotten that there was a companion at the table. She observed him and thought, about fifty years old!His suit cost a fortune, and even though it was the French restaurant at the Grand Hotel, he had just ordered two meals without thinking, so his bank balance must be charming.

Great, he's just flawless. He looked as if he had been eating well, and his neck was not completely wrapped in the collar, but partly squeezed somewhere above the tie knot. On the whole, his appearance might have fooled the uninitiated, but she had sharp eyes and knew that he was clearly an upstart.His table manners, for example, are obvious to the unceremonious: no one has spent much time teaching him how to eat to be polite, because no one has ever put his elbows on the table. Knocked his elbow while serving, and no one took the pains to tell him to keep his elbow off the table when putting the knife in his mouth. He is lucky. He actually ate the main course with the utensils he used to eat the first course. He had almost finished eating when her meal came to the table.The waiter lifted the silver lid, and she had to be extremely restrained not to be like Jorgen.Feast like Glennburgh.She cut off a small piece of meat and chewed it carefully, while he cheekily scraped the last drop of sauce with the blade part and put it in his mouth.She swallowed the mutton in her mouth. This lamb is really good, thank you very much. You're welcome. He burped, covered his mouth with a napkin, and pushed the plate away from him.Then he took out a clear wrapper from what looked like a white box for pills, and squeezed a capsule out of it.He took a sip of wine and swallowed the capsule together. Well, good, Swedish Yeast Separator Company, very good company! He put the box back in his pocket, and she continued with her meal, but with a slight shrug.Such small movements are always very subtle.And you?Which line do you do? Every time, she couldn't believe that this sentence would have such an extraordinary effect.Maybe all men in expensive suits are copies of the same ancient ancestor, given the chance to let a decent man talk about his success, the man is bound to forget everything that seemed to excite him just a few minutes ago thing. Import trade, mostly electronic products.I try new gadgets, and if I believe in their potential, I buy the patents and start production in Latvia and Lithuania.You must be surprised, but production costs can be reduced by as much as two-thirds, as long as He happily talks about his clever business ideas.She just had to look at him and nod from time to time.She enjoyed the meal in front of her, letting the garlic and rosemary occupy her mind completely. Her plate was empty, so she looked up at him again, knowing that he had stopped talking.He is watching her.It's time to start the second phase.She picked up half a glass of wine and waited, but it didn't seem to be working.It was delicious.thank you very much. You are actually very hungry, aren't you? She put the knife and fork in her hand on the plate, at least someone at this table has learned how to correctly signal the end of the meal. He seemed very satisfied with his performance and smiled contentedly. Finding out what women really want is one of my specialties. She wondered if the same statement could apply to his wife.Then she folded the napkin.It's a pity, but the time has come for me to say goodnight.Thank you again for the pleasant company and the wonderful meal. I'd like to invite you upstairs for a small drink. His eyes met hers over the rim of the wine glass. Thank you for your suggestion, but no way, I can't do that, there is a long list of things to do tomorrow.Before he could stop him, she waved for the waiter who responded immediately. Please pay the bill.she said. The waiter bowed politely and began to clear the table.He looked at Glennburgh's crossed knives and forks.Have you finished your meal?gentlemen? The almost inaudible sarcasm in the waiter's tone made her hide a smile in her glass, but Glennburg didn't notice it, he just nodded without noticing the sarcasm hidden in the words.Hey, you have to make me pay for this meal.That's what we agreed upon. He tried to put his hand over hers, but she pulled it away just in time.But I have to pay for the drinks myself. The waiter leaves.She picked up the handbag that had been hanging on the back of the chair. He didn't want to back down. No, don't think about money, don't fight anymore. Thank you, but you can't stop me, you know. He annoyed her a bit, and her voice sounded more indifferent than she had hoped.Grant smiled at her.It wasn't the moment to dampen his enthusiasm, so she smiled back at him.She put her handbag on her knees and opened it to find her wallet.It doesn't take too long to search those two areas for the handbag. oh!God!No way! What's wrong? My wallet is gone. She searched her handbag again, frantically, then covered her face with her left hand and sighed deeply. Don't worry!Could it be in your briefcase? She allowed the suggestion to fall into her ears, and it sparked new hope in both of them, especially him.Then she put the briefcase on her lap, luckily he couldn't see what was inside.If he found Caroline.Foss's briefcase contains nothing but her journal, a pack of frankfurters and a Swiss Army knife, so I'm afraid she will be confused. No, not here either.oh!God!Someone must have stolen my wallet. Hello!Hello!You have to calm down, I'm sure this will be done easily. The waiter came back with a small silver tray with two bills on it, and Grantham hurriedly produced his Amex card.This card was swiped on both bills. The waiter looked at her and asked her permission, she nodded curtly, and the waiter turned to leave.I'll pay you back as soon as I find it no problem.Don't take it to heart. She hid her face behind one hand again. My accommodation certificate is also in the wallet.God!There is no room left, it's horrible!She puts a lot of emphasis on that last sentence, then shakes her head miserably. You must let me help you.You stay here and I'm going to speak to the receptionist. but i can't ask you Of course you can ask.Once you get over the missing wallet, we'll take care of whatever needs to be done.Don't panic!Now, you just sit back, relax, and I'll take care of this. He stood up and walked to the service desk. She drank some wine and cheered in her heart. In the elevator, and then on the way to her apartment, she was almost grateful.He brought two small glasses of whiskey and made one last effort outside her door. Refuse to drink that small cup, are you sure you don't regret it? This time, he even winked at her. You are lovely, but I have to call right away, I have to cancel the credit card and ask the bank to put the account on hold. For him, this reason is acceptable.He handed her one of the glasses of whiskey and sighed. it's a pity! Maybe another day. He sniffed and took out the electronic key card for her door.She took the electronic key card from him. Thank you so much. She wanted to get into the room quickly, so she inserted the key card into the slit in the door.He stretched out a hand and covered hers. Remember!I live in room 407.If you change your mind, know where I live!I am very light sleeper.He doesn't give up easily.She controlled herself as best she could, and gently took his hand away. I will not forget. The electronic door opening card could not open the door, and there was no click sound of the door lock opening.She tried again.He had a smile on his face. God!It must be my door opening card.Who knows, maybe it's an omen? She turned to look at him. He was holding her electronic key card between his thumb and forefinger, and she felt a palpable bad temper welling up inside her.She took the plastic electronic door opening card from his hand, and put his door opening card into the pocket of his jacket.This time, the door of her room swung open. Good night. She stepped into her room, ready to close the door.He stood there, watching her like a disappointed child.As a result, there was no sugar to eat.Others would say that he was very kind to her, maybe he should at least get something to make him happy!She lowered her voice and said: If I feel lonely, I will go to you. His face lit up like the sun. Seeing his expression, she finally closed the door and locked it from within.