There were a couple more videos to watch, though, and I worried about what they contained.

The next video was titled: What was Rachel up to?"

I swallowed, pressing play on the video, and I saw it was a camera outside another hotel room. The door opened, and Rachel, a man I didn't recognize, walked out. He was shirtless, and he had a smug smile on his face. I looked closer and saw a glimpse of raven black hair lingering in the doorway and a familiar silk red nightgown.

Was that Rachel?

The video ended.

Monty: That footage was hard to find because I wasn't sure what I was looking for. But as I was watching all of the footage from that night, I saw the red nightgown in the doorway, and it kind of ties together with the next video.

I pressed play on the last video.

Rachel was sneaking down the hallway in her red silk nightgown; her black hair splaying down her narrow back as she knocked frantically on my suite door.

After a few minutes, Judy answered the door, looking a bit annoyed and disheveled. I watched the two of them going back and forth, and slowly, Judy's face started to fall. My heart shattered watching her expression.

Not before long after, Rachel was rushing into the room and Judy was stepping out. Judy stared at the closed door for a long while before she turned and left. The video perfectly captured her crestfallen face and the tears that she tried to keep away.

The video ended.

What the actual fuck did I just watch?

I texted Monty.

Me: Was that everything?

happened in your suite, though, so there's still a chance you could have

Rachel. I know in my gut that I didn't sleep with

need to find out who that man was and what

shirt on, so I think he works somewhere at the Grand Casino Hotel. I didn't bother sending it to you because I didn't find it relevant. But if you must

my pocket without responding. I walked back into he hospital room to

step away," I told her. "But I'll be back

moment, a small

sounding

I told her. "It's just business. You

lower

guess so,"

before turning and leaving. I needed to find out

strict and monitored each employee while they were on the clock. I only had to find out who wasn't on the clock around that time and narrow it down. I worked tirelessly with the hotel manager, and a few hours later, I had

Jeremiah Rodrigues.

worse? He was

a

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