watched the footage twice.

“This still makes no sense.”

Before Marcus could answer, the door opened.

Mr. Bennett stepped inside.

He saw me.

His expression tightened.

“Rachel? You aren’t authorized to be here.”

“I called her,” Marcus said.

“You cannot bring a terminated employee onto hotel property.”

Marcus pointed toward Princess.

“Sir, I think we have a bigger problem.”

Mr. Bennett looked at the dog.

Then the note.

“What is going on?”

Before anyone answered, shouting echoed from the lobby.

A woman’s furious voice.

“Where is she?”

Marcus and I looked at each other.

“Vanessa.”

She appeared less than a minute later.

Same cream coat.

Same perfect appearance.

Richard followed several steps behind her.

He looked exhausted.

“Where is Princess?”

Then Vanessa saw me.

Her face hardened.

“You.”

I removed the note from the carrier.

“Do you recognize this handwriting?”

Vanessa looked at it.

Then at Richard.

Her expression changed.