Seducing My Ex's Father In Law

Gavin's POV

My hands shook as I stared at my phone.

Drugged?? Monty named the first file. I looked at the hospital door behind me, knowing that on the other side of that door was a woman I didn't trust. Eliza was off getting that paternity test done, and I was about to have more answers than I could imagine with just a click of a button.

Was I ready to know the truth about that night?

With a deep breath, I clicked on the video. It started with Rachel and me arriving at the bar. I was on my phone, trying to find a ride for that night, and then I set my phone down on the bar countertop. I asked the bartender's attention and ordered myself a scotch while Rachel ordered a classic martini with an olive.

We talked while we waited for our drinks, and my phone remained untouched on the bar. The bartender brought over our drinks, and I took a sip of the scotch while maintaining a conversation with Rachel, who seemed to be speaking animatedly about something. I couldn't remember the conversation we had, which meant I was barely paying attention to what she was saying.

After a few minutes, I got up, excusing myself to the bathroom. I forgot my phone on the counter, and I didn't realize it had lit up with a message. However, Raechel seemed to have noticed.

I watched her look around for a moment, making sure I wasn't in sight, before she grabbed my phone and typed something into it. After a minute, she was sliding the phone into her purse.

I remembered looking for my phone that evening during my drunken stupor, but I never imagined that Rachel had stolen it.

my fists tightly

and a pinch of whatever powder was in it. She glanced around briefly before she sprinkled

completely oblivious of her actions. By the time I returned, she put the baggie back in her purse and acted as if nothing had happened. She continued her story as I continued to drink the

The video ends.

fuck?" I muttered, my

got overly drunk after just one

the next video, Monty labeled: Call for

gone, and I could see the bartender was worried about me. I was practically sleeping on the bar countertop when Rachel walked away. I felt furious that she would just leave me there; what kind of game was she

that worried expression remained on his face. He grabbed a piece of paper and a pen and handed them both to me. I was surprised twas able to write down anything. I wished I could enhance the video a bit more to see what it was I was writing, but the

the phone and called

the fuck

The video ended.

next video was called: Help

the video was 15 minutes after

She said. something to the bartender, and then she assessed me. I seemed to be coherent enough to speak to her, though I don't remember what was that is said. My heart was pounding in my chest when I saw the worried look on her face