A Guest Claimed Her Fiancé Owned The Hotel—So I Made One Call

again, and the gesture stopped him like a wall. She didn’t raise her voice. She didn’t need to.

“Court reporter. Read back Mr. Ellis’s last sentence verbatim.”

The reporter didn’t hesitate. “I told you we should have destroyed that drive.”

Franklin swallowed. Austin’s shoulders sagged for a fraction of a second, like the weight of his own stupidity finally continue reading …