Chapter Five
The following morning, after a couple of false starts and a whole load of grumbling to herself, Connie eventually found the staff dining room. She was due to report to her line manager in the housekeeping department at 9 a.m., so she’d deliberately headed down for breakfast earlier than she needed to, so she didn’t have to rush—and it gave her a buffer in case she got lost.
A handful of heads swivelled in her direction as she entered the room, and she swallowed down her nerves, forcing a polite smile at nobody in particular. Okay, now she’d found the dining room, she needed the kitchen. She knew where the kitchen was from her room, of course, but now she had to work out where it was in relation to here. And then make her way back again once she’d got something to eat, prefer
