Chapter 57 An Unusual Hotel I

• As she drove out of the city, Sarah Dalton was angry. She’d just spent much of the afternoon arguing with men in caravans, and she still had a long drive home. She’d had to come out to the site herself, to see why the construction was so far behind schedule, and she’d gotten good and mad at the Site Engineer and the Works Foreman.
• They’d initially been patronising towards her – but she was used to that. As a 29-year-old woman, with a pretty face, a good figure and a penchant for business suits with short skirts, most men in the construction industry failed to take her seriously. At least to begin with. She’d learned quickly how to make them pay attention. A burst of bad language usually did the trick, and this afternoon had been no exception.
• She’d reminded the Engineer and the Foreman that she was not their boss, she was their motherfucking boss’s boss, and that all of them, including their boss, were sons of bitches who would be looking for new employment very soon if they didn’t get the damned project back on schedule pretty quickly, and back within budget too.