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Scotch, no ice. The waiter brings his drink and Ron leans back and sips his scotch slowly, savouring the woody aroma and mellow taste.
“Mr. Ron MacFarlane?”
Ron looks up, his eyes slightly watery from his first taste of scotch.
“Yes?”
“We do not have a Mr. Flanagan registered at this hotel”.
“This is the Meridian Hotel, is it not?”
“Yes, it is.”
Ron takes another sip of his scotch and feels a hint of discomfort as he thinks back to his meeting with the large Middle Eastern looking man at Marley’s. Then, a voice from behind the clerk says, “I will take it from here”. The clerk’s face lights up with recognition, then responds,
“Yes sir”, turns around and returns to the reception desk.
“Mr. MacFarlane, Richard is running a little late. He will be with you shortly.”
“I’m sorry; I didn’t introduce myself when we met at Marley’s”
“My name is Shlomo.”
Ron looks at the man quizzically and shakes his extended hand.
“Sorry for the confusion. It’s my fault. I should have tolled you at Marley’s. The room was booked under Triple X Enterprises, not under Mr. Flanagan’s name.”
To be continued
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“Mr. Ron MacFarlane?”
Ron looks up, his eyes slightly watery from his first taste of scotch.
“Yes?”
“We do not have a Mr. Flanagan registered at this hotel”.
“This is the Meridian Hotel, is it not?”
“Yes, it is.”
Ron takes another sip of his scotch and feels a hint of discomfort as he thinks back to his meeting with the large Middle Eastern looking man at Marley’s. Then, a voice from behind the clerk says, “I will take it from here”. The clerk’s face lights up with recognition, then responds,
“Yes sir”, turns around and returns to the reception desk.
“Mr. MacFarlane, Richard is running a little late. He will be with you shortly.”
“I’m sorry; I didn’t introduce myself when we met at Marley’s”
“My name is Shlomo.”
Ron looks at the man quizzically and shakes his extended hand.
“Sorry for the confusion. It’s my fault. I should have tolled you at Marley’s. The room was booked under Triple X Enterprises, not under Mr. Flanagan’s name.”
To be continued
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Publication Date: 11-15-2010
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