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Michelle Cindy hurriedly rushes out of the manager’s office, looking slightly disheveled. Breathing heavily, she follows the waiter to the first floor restroom. Andrea’s bodyguards stand outside the door to the women’s restroom, smoking cigarettes. Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, the bodyguards quickly stub them out. Michelle glances briefly at the two bodyguards, and enters the women’s restroom. She can hear voices coming from inside. A glazed window has been opened despite the chilly day. The first floor window, is not far from the ground; anyone could jump out of it easily. Two waiters are trying to stop a petulant woman from climbing out of the window. “I’m sorry, Miss, but our manager needs to talk to you about the secret photos you’ve taken before you leave. Please com