Arturo Alvarez Demalde
As Arturo Alvarez Demalde left the building he realized he had left his wallet. As he ascended back up the stairs to the 3rd floor the receptionist again greeted him, “Thank you for visiting, how may I help you?”
“I was just here and forgot my wallet.” It seemed obvious. There weren’t that many people coming and going but she had no memory of talking to me 20 minutes prior to our second conversation.
See what happens next week on the saga of the missing wallet.
