Chapter 3 - THE UNSEEN SURVEILLANCE
Clara gasped, covering her mouth with her free hand as she watched the stranger on the monitor screen.
"I’ve never seen that man before in my life!" Clara cried out, her eyes wide with fresh, overwhelming terror.
Mr. Cole zoomed in on the stranger's sleeve, revealing a distinctive gold ring with a crest on his right hand.
He turned his head slowly toward Brenda, whose hands were now trembling inside the pockets of her dark green uniform jacket.
"That crest belongs to the Vance Family Trust... the primary shareholders of this hotel," Mr. Cole stated in a razor-sharp tone.
"I have no idea what you're talking about, Mr. Cole! I was just doing my job as facility manager!" Brenda stammered, backing toward the door.
"You called Child Protective Services thirty minutes before you even entered the linen closet, Brenda," Mr. Cole revealed, pulling out his smartphone.
"The time stamp on the dispatch log proves you were coordinating with someone outside this building to take Clara’s baby."
Brenda’s face drained of all color as the security guard looked between his manager and the executive in total shock.
"Mr. Cole, please... I was ordered to do it! They said Clara’s baby was the key to an estate inheritance!" Brenda blurted out.
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Before she could speak another word, the fire alarm system across the entire building began to blare in deafening, rhythmic shrieks.
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