Angel's P.O.V

I went back to talk to the hotel's staff and asked if they found anything interesting or suspicious.

They sighed, rubbing their necks and fidgeting their eyes, not wanting to look at me for even just a second.

“All footage was destroyed.”

This wasn't possible, it had to be a nightmare. I didn't want to cry in front of these people, but I had no choice, I couldn't stop myself.

I tried to ask them what would happen now, but my throat was too sore for me to even grunt.

“The police will be the ones to investigate this further.”

“W-What about her friend?” I managed to mutter out.

“It's also unclear where she is, her room was empty.”

Empty? As in, none of her things were left in the room? The more I knew about this incident, the less made any sense.

I should have tagged along with them, I should have been there at Mack's side to protect her.

Mack's ‘friend’ is the first and only suspect I have in mind.

I nodded to the staff, thanking them for what they've done so far, and ran out the surveillance room as quick as I could.

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