It was almost dinner time.
In the cafe on the first floor of the Carousel Hotel, Anna and Frank sat at a table in the corner.
Anna spent most of her working hours in the hotel lobby so she was familiar with the staff in the stores on the first floor.
When the waiter served the coffee, he nodded at Anna with a smile as a greeting.
"Dad, what is it you want to see me about?" Anna asked as she stirred the coffee, feeling a little uneasy.
Frank was about fifty years old. He was refined in manner, wearing a brown suit, and a watch worth more than a million dollars. And the hair at his temples was a little gray.
"Allie went to Jacob's engagement party on Saturday. She said that she saw you and told me that you worked here," Frank said.
Anna had guessed that Allie would tell Frank about w
