Aiden’s POV
I creep across the creaky wooden floor carefully and make my way over to the front desk of the small Bed and Breakfast.
It’s the middle of the night and no one is around. The old woman is sure to be in bed by now as well as any other guests. I casually glance up to see a security camera positioned above the desk and edge underneath it to avoid being captured. Once close enough, I reach up and disconnect the small wire protruding from the bottom.
I watch carefully as the blinking red light goes out and quietly make my way over to the computer, taking the security discs from the diner out of my jeans.
I grab disc two and place it in the computer to bring up the footage once more.
I sit back in the chair and watch the screen intently as Mark appears back on screen quickl
