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It took Kellie some time to work out what was unusual about the panel of buttons. Let's face it, you don't get into a hotel lift expecting anything out of the ordinary. That's what hotels are. Ordinary. Only this one wasn't. Kellie's parents were in room 1302, on the thirteenth floor. That was the problem, there wasn't one, a thirteenth floor, that is. No matter how Kellie searched she couldn't see the button. Finally, a member of the hotel staff got in, pushing a room service trolley.
"Excuse me," Kellie said. "My parents are staying on the thirteenth floor, but I can't find the button."
The member of staff, a weary-looking woman in her fifties, gave Kellie a pitying look.
"We don't stop at thirteen."
"There isn't one. People think it's unlucky. We go straight from twelve to fourteen. You must have got the room number wrong."
But Kellie had the room number right. Mum had sent her two emails and a text. It was the same number on all of them.
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