Amelia Johnson suddenly remembered—this floor that Emily Carter had picked didn’t have surveillance cameras. She finally let out a breath of relief.
“Mr. Starr said they set the time for 10 a.m.,” Damien Taylor said as he powered on the computer and started working his magic on the keyboard.
Soon, the hotel's surveillance footage popped up on the screen.
Damien frowned slightly as he watched, “Mr. Starr already left about ten minutes ago.”
“That early? So… he met Joey or completely missed him?” Amelia blinked, knowing they’d agreed on ten, but both parties had shown up earlier than planned.
“He’s not waiting around for Joey.” Damien shut the laptop.
“Really? He’s just… leaving?” Amelia asked.
“Like you said, Joey’s secretive. If we bother him without invite, it’ll ju
