Two Days Later.
After that incident at her husband's hotel, two mornings ago, Belinda knew that she needed to investigate what had pushed that old woman to do what she did.
Granted... the hotel had experienced one or two minor complaints but despite those rare hiccups, the Magnífico had remained high up on Italy's pinnacle of Excellence, Grandeur, and in service, offering the greatest Hospitality.
With no major complaints for decades now, it was easy for Belinda to guess that someone was behind the planned sabotage of two mornings ago.
Therefore, after her coffee time with her friend Lucy, she had placed one or two calls to have that woman sourced out.
Now after forty-eight hours, she had gotten all the required information.
Seated on the edge of her bed that afternoon after a refreshing shower-bath for the second time that day, Belinda was on to a discreet phone call in her bedroom suite.
"... I see."