ROBERT

Driving speedily into the hotel’s car garage, I quickly parked my car, grabbed my briefcase from the backseat and walked out.

A porter approached quickly, his hands stretched out to take my suitcase, and after exchanging polite greetings, I handed him the bag as we both walked into the building.

"I'm headed to Room 17." I informed the man, who simply nodded while simultaneously waving my hands at the receptionist, who greeted me with a wide smile.

"Good to see you again, Mr ...