HalalChapter 2
Rose was manning the reception desk as usual that morning. She looked up and smiled at the fifty-year old man approached. "May I help you?" "Yes, I wondering if I may have a day-pass, please. My name is Farouq Yacine." "You don't have a reservation, do you, sir? Are you alone?" "Yes, I am." "I'm sorry, sir, but we've had to install a policy of refusing to admit single men who are not known to us. This is not to my liking but past experience has made it necessary." "That...