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Her commanding voice could be heard as soon as
the elevator doors
opened.
"Really, Michael; there is no excuse. You always told me that my suite
would be available for me whenever I would need it."
"Yes Mother," Michael's voice replied, "but..."
"Then how do you explain that it was not available?"
"With this conference in the hotel, we're simply booked to capacity."
"Nonsense. You made a promise."
"Yes, Mother."
He sounded like a whipped dog, and my curiosity rose with every passing
second. I liked her already.
Then the owner of the voice stepped out, instantly looking around until
her eyes found me.
Olivia Black was tiny. Well, compared to her son, at least; I rose maybe
five inches above her, but we ‘little people' have to stick together,
and almost do so automatically. As tiny as she was, though, she was
lightening fast. Before I knew it, she stood before me, looking me up
and down without saying a word. Then she stuck out her hand.
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