She reached for the phone sending a stack of papers to the floor. She swore as she dialed Security.
"This is Marilyn Beach," she said. "Room 7897. Extension 6021. There's a tall white man in a bright red shirt who's just taken my purse. He's headed downstairs."
"Are you all right, ma'am?"
Story continues in Part 2
For an alternative, go to Part 25