Finally a new order again! Actually a very simple one!
Although Sara was actually doing very well economically and was independent, she had a small part-time job that even her closest friends didn't know about. This enabled her to live out her innate, wild curiosity and generate a little pocket money from it! The term private detective would probably have been an exaggeration, and so she preferred to say that she "carried out personal research" for third parties upon request. And so, based on word of mouth, someone from her extended circle of acquaintances asked her to get to the bottom of something.
This acquaintance had complained that a physio practice had recently opened in the neighboring apartment of her apartment complex, which was located on Südallee, which seemed not entirely welcome to the neighbors and also somehow suspicious. Because the location was actually quite unusual and rather inadmissible for a physio practice, because there was only a tiny door sign and because apparently only a few patients came and went there every day. And they somehow seemed more shy, but also more deeply relaxed than you would normally expect from a physio practice. Would it be some kind of “establishment”? Sara's client also found out that this practice was not in the phone book, could not be found on the Internet or in any business directories. So she had tasked Sara with finding out what was going on behind those doors. Let's go! Sara thought to herself that Thursday morning and just wanted to ring the doorbell and ask to be let in. The rest would fall into place. So she drove to the address mentioned, took the elevator to the second floor and actually stood in front of the apartment door in question, which had a bell and a small sign with the inscription "Physiopraxis". Sure enough, it was opened by a young lady of around 30 years old with medium-length brown hair, a fairly pretty face and who was dressed all in white, as one would expect of medical staff. "I come on a personal recommendation!" Sara said and entered. "Funny, we weren't prepared for your visit at all!" said the young lady, who would later identify herself as assistant Daniela, and closed the door.
Clever and curious, Sara immediately let her eyes wander down the corridor and didn't find anything special! There were two chairs in the hallway, and "Treatment Room 1" and "Treatment Room 2" on two doors. On a third door the inscription read: “Deep relaxation & deceleration therapy”. "As I said, we weren't expecting them!" said Daniela. "Please sit here on the chair, I'm just asking the doctor if he has time for you at the moment." Sara was now in her element! It had happened unexpectedly quickly, and she would definitely know very soon what kind of therapy was offered here when she spoke to the therapist.
After Sara had actually waited a quarter of an hour, a fourth door in the corridor actually opened and she was invited into an approximately 18 square meter office. Behind the desk sat a man, more like a gentleman, in his mid-50s. With short, dark blonde hair that showed a clear trend towards gray. Sara estimated he was about 6'3" tall, and despite the white coat he wore over his shirt and tie, she could tell he had a fairly athletic build. Probably an endurance athlete at one time or another; most likely swimmers, she thought. He wore fashionable yet rather inconspicuous glasses. He had very well-kept hands, professionally quite typical of a doctor, and she thought that privately he could definitely be more of a musician than a golfer. "What brings you to me?" he asked, looking at her curiously. Of course she couldn't tell the truth here and had to improvise. And incorporate everything she had observed so far. "I came from a friend's recommendation," Sara heard herself saying. She would now have to improvise something unspecific. On one of the doors there was something about deceleration and relaxation. "I'm very busy both professionally and privately!" Sara said. "I can never really switch off or really relax. I always have to do something. Something is always expected of me and someone is asking about me! Maybe I should treat myself to a wellness weekend or at least a long massage! Maybe you can Yes, give me some advice, recommend therapy or at least write me down a medication so that I can sleep better!" Then he replied to her .... To be continued
- Ligoteur
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