19/03/2019
"The room, as Christine entered, was stiflingly hot, though a glance at the air-conditioning regulator showed it set hopefully to "cool". But that was all she had time to see before observing the struggling figure, half upright, half recumbent in the bed. It was the birdlike little man she knew as Albert Wells. His face ashen, gray, eyes bulging and with trembling lips, he was attempting desperately to breathe and barely succeeding."
HOTEL
Arthur Hailey