Hawaii, Hilton Hotel.
Two police cars drove into the Hilton Hotel and parked below the hotel apartment building, and four officers stepped out of the cars.
Leading them was a middle-aged black officer.
After getting out of the car, he looked around leisurely and strolled into the hotel lobby. If he weren't in uniform, he could easily be mistaken for a casual tourist.
The four officers took the elevator to the third floor.
A bellhop was already waiting at the elevator door, gesturing with a hand. "Sir, the guests who lost their items are in rooms 306 and 308. Let me take you over there."
The black officer nodded, maintaining his leisurely pace.
At this time, Robert, Linda, Val, and the chubby guy were standing in the corridor, looking somewhat upset. No one wants to encounter this sort of situation while on vacation.
The black officer scanned the group and asked, "Who called the police?"
