Lady Be Good by Heather Hiestand

Author:Heather Hiestand [Hiestand, Heather]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-09-04T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 11

At the end of her shift, Olga went to the staff lounge to toss her apron into the laundry bin and retrieve a clean one from the rack so that she could go straight to work in the morning from her room. She hadn’t glanced at the staff board yet today, so she took a moment to check it. The notice was almost a day old at that point as they were updated in the early evening.

Greetings from Peter Eyre. 9 March! The Grand Hall is meant for guests of the hotel and the businesses inside. If you see “ladies” loitering, who do not appear to be visiting the Salon, Restaurant, or Shop, please tell Mr. Dew or Mr. Neville so they can assess the situation and remove any professionals from the premises. Please offer any concerns regarding this order in full detail to your supervisor. Your servant, Peter Eyre

Nothing was said about “ladies” who were anywhere else. Peter didn’t want transactions originating in the hotel, but there were plenty of ways to bring in the prols.

“Olga.”

She glanced away from the board and saw John Neville entering the staff lounge, trailed by a number of chambermaids just coming off shift. She went forward to meet him as the girls made a beeline for their timecards. “Mr. Neville.”

Neville wore his new Savile Row suit well, though she wondered if any muscle at all existed on his thin frame. He seemed only held up by his bones. This did no harm to his attractive face, just made his pale skin look delicate over the strong bones.

“Mr. Eyre would like to see you in his office.”

She forced a smile past the exhaustion of a long day. Up and down too many stairs over the day had made her knee start aching again. “Should I be prepared?”

Neville shrugged. “Our guest Lord Walling is with him.”

“Something about the seventh again,” she said, her heart leaping at the sound of Douglas’s title. “The Russians?”

“I really couldn’t say,” the day manager said. “Truly.”

“Very well. Are you coming along?” She tucked her fresh apron under her arm.

“No, I wasn’t requested. I thought I’d inspect the laundry.” He nodded at her and went out the far door. A corridor, where the laundry bin was, led to the room where the hotel washing was done.

She went upstairs, holding onto the bannister as she climbed the steps, wondering what the denizens of the Piano Suite had done this time. Or maybe her cousin had done something. She closed her eyes for a moment when she reached the Grand Hall. Was he dead, this closest relative of hers in England?

She pressed her lips together. If so, good riddance. He had long since stopped deserving any pity from her. A liar, a bully, and surely a murderer, destroyer of property, ruiner of peace. That was her cousin.

She forced a smile as she went by the concierge and Hugh Moth, who looked weighted down by cares greater than his years. The secretarial staff started work an hour later than the chambermaids and they were still busy at their desks.

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