Chapter 4–Book 3
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Rachel woke up to her alarm clock going bonkers, her sister was pounding on her door and all she wanted to do was go back under the covers. She slammed her hand on the alarm clock.
“Ok, I getting up.”
Her sister came into the room and landed on her bed.
“Why were you late last night? I was getting worried but then you finally pulled up and I was able to fall asleep.
Rachel wasn‘t sure how to answer this question, she still hadn‘t put it into perspective herself.
“I had to work over. I didn‘t know about it till almost the end of my shift. I didn‘t call or text cause I figured you would be in bed already and I didn‘t want to wake you.”
Anna stared at Rachel, it was a knowing look. Anna always could smell a lie. Anna shrugged though and went on to other topics. For which Rachel was grateful.
After showering and getting ready for the day, Rachel was having her morning cup of coffee. Something that turned her from an autopilot robot to a functioning human.
Today was Saturday so that meant that she only had her day job to go to today. She had grocery shopping to do but that was all, she had the rest of the evening and night off.
She hated her day job, it was full of self–centered snobs that you had no
choice but to be nice to and cater to their whims. All the while keeping a happy attitude and a smile.
They do tip pretty well, well some of them. There was one woman who Rachel thought believed that the world should tip her for just being in it.
Jessica Winchester was the spoiled rotten snob of the snob world. She was awful to everyone and anyone she considered beneath her.
That is who she has to clean for today. If Rachel got lucky Miss Jessica Winchester wouldn‘t be in when she has to clean. That could also be a problem as well since one of Jessica‘s favorite things to do is accuse the staff of stealing, so she can get them fired. 2
Anna was going over to the Johnsons, they were a family that lived in the next row over.
Putting the last cup of coffee into her travel mug she was off to work. She decided that she would daydream about Mr. Archer, something to keep her mind from wanting to go homicidal on Miss Jessica.
As soon as she got in and had all the supplies on her cart she knew it was going to be a shitty day. As she pushed her cart out of the elevator, she could hear the shrill sounds of a spoiled brat having a cow.
Archer and August were gathering all the information they could find on Rachel Stevens. There wasn‘t much. Her name and address and the places where she worked.
She had a younger sister named Anna. That was about all they could
find. They found a bank account but that was mostly empty except for a few hundred dollars.
Archer was getting restless, he didn‘t want to be inside looking up
information, he wanted to go get her drag her back to this apartment and keep her there. Solis stepped in after hearing that thought.
“Whoa!! Caveman, I don‘t think that is the way you should approach our mate.”
Archer groaned in frustration.
August looked at him for a few minutes with nothing to say and then let out a sigh.
“You are going to be completely useless if you don‘t get out of here and go find her. So go and don‘t come back till you are satisfied she is safe, and I don‘t mean drag her here by her hair either.”
Archer didn‘t need to be told twice, he grabbed his keys and was out the door. On his way to the Waldorf Hotel, he hoped that she was working today, it would be a lot harder to explain things if he showed up at her home.
Women usually don‘t like strange men knowing where they live.
“Yeah, you are such a genius.”
“Shut up, Solis.”
Rachel was right it was a shitty day. Not only was Jessica in a snit she was in a royal snit. Rachel didn‘t hear the whole conversation, but it was about some well–to–do guy that stood her
It sounded like to Rachel that Jessica
had followed this guy here and thought that she was going to have him to herself. Instead, he ghosted her.
As soon as Rachel was getting ready to knock on the door, as usual, the door flew open, and standing before Rachel was a very angry Jessica. She pointed at Rachel...
“YOU, YOU STOLE MY NECKLACE, IT WAS WORTH MORE THAN YOU WILL EVER MAKE IN YOUR LIFETIME, IS THAT WHY YOU TOOK IT. I AM GOING TO GET YOUR MANAGER UP HERE RIGHT NOW!!!!!”
Rachel just stared at her dumbfounded, she can‘t possibly think she could accuse her of taking the necklace, she hadn‘t even been in the room yet.
Still, she pulled her cart over to the end of the hall and waited for Nick
the manager to come up and deal with this mess.
Nick came up and Rachel could tell by the look on his face that he wasn‘t happy to be there. He went over to Jessica‘s room and tapped on the door.
She answered in a fury, pointing over at Rachel and saying that she was to be fired immediately or she was never setting foot in this hotel ever again.
Nick looked over at Rachel with a knowing grimace.
After she was done screaming at Nick she slammed the door in his face. Nick, motioned for Rachel to follow him. She left the cart, someone would be along to take over.
They walked back to his office in silence. Rachel had planned on getting another job after Anna graduated, still, she needed the
income right now, and being fired wasn‘t going to help with getting a new job.
They sat down and he cleared his throat.
“You are one of my best employees, I know there was no way that you could have stolen her necklace.”
“I watched you get into the elevator and knowing the schedule of how things are done, I know that you were just getting to her door when she had another one of her tantrums.”
“However her father owns this hotel, I have no choice but to let you go. I will not fire you though, I will simply state that you gave your two week‘s notice and that today was the last
day.”
“I will make sure you are paid for the rest of today and your one-week
vacation. I am sorry for this.”
“I have tried in the past to just reassign my workers but she caught on to that and made it hell for them. I don‘t want anyone else to have to deal with that.”
With that, Rachel walked out of the hotel in a daze. Well, she thought isn‘t this an interesting development. I have been wanting a whole day off and now I have one thanks to that
bitch.
Still, I am going to have to find a new job soon. Bills don‘t pay themselves. She sat alone in her car still in the hotel parking lot, she reached into her glove box and pulled out a snack size milky way.
It was her secret stash she used for really bad days. She looked in there and found only one more left, well she thought that was telling.
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