Time to make sure we weren't starring in someone's security cam footage while dropping world-changing secrets like we were on a talk show.
Charlotte watched me type with that weird mix of curiosity and panic she was starting to wear like perfume. "What exactly are you doing to their system?"
"Making sure no one's eavesdropping," I muttered, eyes locked on the code sprinting across her screen like it was late for class. "You'd be shocked how many places stash hidden cameras. Changing rooms, offices, VIP suites... this place is basically a luxury fishbowl with designer curtains."
Okay, technically I was blacking out every single camera near the suite—and more importantly, the ones that might catch my family walking in here with Charlotte like we were shopping for designer hand-me-downs.
Meanwhile, three floors down in La Cherie's control center, things were going... well, weird.
