After crying herself out again, she fell asleep against my chest, which was a blessing because I was helpless against her tears, and I hated nothing more than feeling helpless and out of my depth. After putting her to bed, I went back to the others who were waiting for me in the office.
They’d cleared away everything, but I still felt off leaving her in that room which kind of solidified my decision to leave this place as soon as possible instead of waiting the few days like I’d planned. “Sorry, boss, we dropped the ball.”
“It’s not your fault Garret; I’m the one who turned off the cameras in that sector.”
I did it to give her more privacy and to avoid feeling like I was spying on her, not to mention my men also had access to those cameras, and I hadn’t wanted anyone seeing her going in and out of our shared bedroom for whatever reason, and now this shit happened, and I have no solid proof, just a gut feeling about what really went down.