Both of Her

“Listen, I don’t know what I did to piss you off but I figured you needed a little sun and fun for a few nights. So, please, do that. Have a good time. Order room service. Don’t sit inside with your e-reader and don’t clean the hotel room. There are maids for that. I know you. You’re probably experiencing cabin fever a little harder this season, so get out into the sun.”

She smiles wide and bright. “I’ve been such a bitch. I’m sorry. I watch you go away and have fun vacations. You always look so rested and well, last week you came home and you were in such a bad mood all week.” She pauses for a moment, before continuing, “You forgot my birthday on Tuesday and you never forget. You’re the one that reminds everyone around here. I thought I did something and well, I guess you were just having a shitty week because of that ex-boyfriend of yours. I wish I had known before I took it all out on you.”

My head drops down into my hands. I forgot her birthday. Fuck me. I never forget any of my co-workers birthdays. I feel like such a selfish bitch.

“I am so sorry, A

She flashes a fantastic smile and I know I’ve made up in a good way. At least I hope I’ve made it up, because right now, I don’t have the time to really think about birthdays or Miami.

Ten minutes later, I can already feel the absence of Leo and A

If Camden wasn’t the one that took the jewelry, there are only two other people who have access to my apartment in case of an emergency. Colin and A

Colin knows all of the passcodes and has access to everything. I trust him because I pay him for his trust. If he does anything to fuck up that trust, he will go to jail and I will sue his car service business for every single dollar they have.

So, who else managed to get their way in? I pick up my phone and call Da

“Da

“Ms. West, fu

“Shit,” I say. “I know. Well, maybe after you are done watching, I could still take a look?”

“No problem, but remember, there are three full days of tape. You can skip through time periods, but anytime there is activity, you have to stop and watch. I’ve been doing this for three hours and I’m only at Friday afternoon. I’ll be here through tomorrow, I imagine.”

“Thanks so much for doing that, Da

“Don’t really have a choice. Police are going to ask for it soon anyway, I’m sure,” he sounds put off and pissed and I don’t blame him one bit.

“Alright well, I will stop in when I get home and see where you’re at. In the meantime, if you come across anything weird, please call my cell phone,” I say.

“Sure thing,” he answers. Before I can thank him again, he hangs up. That guy is total blue collar. I wonder if he secretly hates my guts, because I live in that elegant apartment building. One of those people who hates other people just because they have money. Those people are the fucking best. I wasn’t always rich or well off. I still remember being poor, living with my parents, so I can relate. Nevertheless, Da

Until I think about Camden. Camden, the beautiful man that got on his hands and knees to please the hell out of me. The man who stole my jewelry. If he was the one that took everything then why the fuck are there pearls in my office drawer? When would he have had time to get to my office this morning before being arrested, and if he had been there, someone would have seen him. I think about A

FOURTEEN

I pick up the phone and quickly call her, hoping she hasn’t shut off her phone yet. On the third ring, she picks up, practically screaming “hello” over the airport noise.

“A

Silence.

“A

Still nothing.

Just as I am about to take her silence as a confirmation that Camden was, in fact, at my office, she replies, “I wasn’t going to say anything, but Heath came by this morning. He said he left something in your office,” she says in a hurry.

“What?” I shout.

“He said he left his watch in your office. At first I didn’t believe him, but he was adamant, Luca. I am so sorry. I watched him go into your office. He checked your top drawer and I made sure he didn’t take anything. He was out in only a few minutes.”

“Well?” I ask.

“Well, what?”

“Did he find his watch?” I demand.

Silence.

“A

“No, okay. I know I fucked up by letting him in your office. Whatever happened last week between you two was obviously bad, but he’s kind of a dick face and wouldn’t leave until I let him in.”

So, I was wrong about Camden. Unless, he is working with Heath to fuck me over. And if that’s true, I don’t understand why. Why would Heath barge into my office, abuse me, both physically and verbally, before accusing me of the very same thing the two of them could possibly be doing to me? What do I have that they don’t? What have I done to make all of this happen?

I realize I still have my phone to my ear and A