CHAPTER 12: WHAT A DAY.

We both left his room. He went to work while I hid under the stairs waiting for Sadie. She eventually came, and she brought me clean pair of trousers straight from the dry cleaners. Sadie was confused about my current situation.

"How are you under the stairs, with no trousers?"

I could've told her the truth but I didn't, instead, I lied,

"I was on my period, so I got a call from one of the people in this suite around this area, a lady to be precise. She saw me, and she told me I was stained."

Okay, that was an easy lie. But it got more complicated when she asked me for my trousers. That was when I remembered it was still outside, on the ground floor, with my ID in it as well.

"Thank you, Sadie, I have to go." I quickly ran downstairs. I traced his room window so that I could find my trousers. Finally, I could see it from a distance. I sighed in relief.

"Thank God!" I said to myself. As I wanted to go and pick it up, Mark got to it first. I watched him from a distance as he picked it up and ordered one of the chambermaids to dispose of it. The chambermaid obeyed his command and took it away.

"Nooooo!" I screamed. It caught the attention of Mark.

"Kate? Are you supposed to be out here?!" He shouted from the rooftops.

"Where is that lady, the lady.. she took the trousers." I fumbled when I spoke.

"I don't understand."

"Mark, I need those trousers. Where did she go?" I didn't have the time to explain myself to Marty.

"That way." He pointed in the direction in which the chambermaid went as he shook his head in confusion afterwards. I quickly ran after her and I followed her. She went straight to the manager's office. The door was partially opened, so I could hear their conversation.

"...it belongs to one of the receptionists." The chambermaid said.

"Is there any mode of identification in the pockets?" Mr Rogers asked.

She checked the pockets and she found an ID. She gasped in shock, Mr Rogers was curious to see whose ID it was.

I stood behind the door panicking. What would become of Kate if this happens? I've been sent to Earth to uncover Haden and stop him, but to be honest, there hasn't been much chaos. Anyways, I continued panicking. I thought of ways to stop the chambermaid from showing Mr Rogers Kate's ID but it involved me barging into his office.

My saving grace was that Mr Rogers received a call. It was important so he asked the chambermaid to leave.

"..... Sir what about the trousers?"

He asked the chambermaid to put the ID in his drawers. He told her he'd check it out later. He also told her to fold the trousers and keep them too, in the same place. She did as he said and was about to leave.

I heard her coming towards the door so I pretended like I was passing through. She noticed I was Kate and she called out. I begged her to shush down a bit. I went to her to hear what she had to say,

"Ma'am, I saw your trousers outside, on the floor, I gave them to the manager." She said with fear in her eyes.

"Look,"- I looked at her name tag and I continued, "Martha, I need you to get those trousers back. And my ID." I begged her.

"But ma'am, it's already with Mr Rogers. I don't know what to do."

"He's on an important call right?" I asked her to confirm if he was.

"Yes ma'am, but how did you know?"

"It doesn't matter how I know Martha. We need to cause a distraction right now."

I and Martha stood there looking for a way to cause distraction before Mr Rogers would finish his call. Shortly he came out. He looked very sad and disheartened. He saw I and Martha standing almost close to his door discussing. We immediately stopped talking to avoid further questions. He came up to us saying he lost his father to cancer.

"Oh no, Mr Rogers we are so sorry." I apologized on behalf of me and Martha. Martha followed suit.

"It's so sad," He said as he shook his head in disbelief.

"Kate, I would leave my keys with you. I trust that it shall be safe in your hands. I'll be back in a jiffy."

When I heard this, my heart leapt for joy. I told Martha to leave, I did not want her to know what I was planning to do. I did not have much time so I waited patiently for Mr Rogers to leave the hotel. After he left, I quickly ran to his office. I opened the door to see that there were cameras installed at every corner of his office.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

I closed his door in anguishing pain. I hit my head on the door and I laid back on it and slid down to the floor to cry.

What would I say if he asks me why my trousers were found on the floor, where the tourist tour. I ran out of lies. I sat there crying until Mr Rogers came. He saw me crying and asked why I was crying. I had to formulate a lie,

"You remember that party, that party you asked me to offer my concierge services?"

"Yeah, what about it?"

"Well... I took off my work clothes to get changed, and I don't know where I put my fucking trousers. I couldn't find it all through that day, and you know, there was a downpour. I was just so confused that night Mr Rogers. Forgive me for crying at your doorstep"

Okay, that was a good lie. He lifted me from the floor,

"I think I might just have good news for you." He said with a radiant smile.

"Really?" I asked pretending like I did not know what he was going to do. He asked me for the keys to his office. I handed them to him, so he opened the door. He went to his drawer, opened it and handed me my trousers and my ID.

"Oh my goodness, thank you so much, Mr Rogers," I said with my hands over my mouth.

"When Martha showed me the trousers and also told me there was an ID, I immediately looked at it, I saw it was you. I couldn't believe my eyes. I was already ready to sanction you after I came back, that's why I gave you my keys. But now you've explained yourself, you're free to go."

"Sir, you have no idea how grateful I am. Thank you."

I went over and gave him a big hug,

"No hugging, no hugging."

I immediately left him. I continued thanking him as I left his office. Before leaving his office he helped me package my trousers in a bag.

I went to resume my position at the reception. Sadie and everyone at the receptionist's desk was wondering where I'd been,

"Girl, where the fuck have you been?" Sadie said.

"Long story Sadie, but I got my trousers cleaned up. Oh and thanks again for the new ones."

"How could you not know that you're on your period? Is that normal?" Sadie said discreetly.

"I thought it was supposed to start tomorrow."

Soon the manager came in, he looked very angry this time. He came down, straight to the receptionist's side of the room. He demanded that all of us should meet him in his office.

"What is it now?" Sadie groaned as we all went up to his office.

We all gathered around his table. He brought out a scarf,

"This was found in one of the rooms of a guest. This belongs to a receptionist."

Could this day get any worse? If I had just slept with the Towel guy, none of this would have been happening. I decided to fess up. I didn't have time for the long drama. As I wanted to say I was the one, another receptionist, Andrea said she was the one.

What?! We both had our scarves missing from our necks. But she was the actual owner of the scarf, cause mine was in the towel guy's room.

"How is this so Andrea?" Mr Rogers asked as he dismissed the rest of us.

We all left to resume our various spaces. What a day! I heard the other receptionist talk about Andrea, they said nasty stuff about her. I couldn't care less. All I could care about was that I was safe.