A Receptionist to the Rescue
The next-door neighbors decided that enough was enough, so they came out to confirm for themselves what was happening. One of them, in utter dissatisfaction at his out-of-place behavior, told Mason to call the hotel’s phone line for help. How had he even missed that? He felt stupid about himself.
On hand to receive the call was a lady receptionist serving the night shift who responded with speed, coming with a spare key for their room. Mason stormed inside the room to respond in case Julia was in a bad state and needed any kind of urgent help. She wasn’t even in the room.
