"Alright!" Cami jiggled a bunch of keys in her hands and turned to us.
"The Browns," she gestured at us. Damien grabbed a key.
She turned to Drake. "The second Brown."
Drake's gaze remained on me and I avoided his eyes. I couldn't shake the look on his face when he'd ambushed me in the bathroom.
He'd looked genuinely scared. But why?
And what was the evidence he was talking about that would make me trust him? Did it even exist?
"I'll take it." Lindsay stepped forward and grabbed a key.
Cami handed out the rest of the keys and clapped loudly, snapping our attention back to her.
"Alright. Get a few hours' rest and then we meet up on the beach for the bonfire party!" she squealed.
Bella raised her hand. "What about the rest of the guests?"
Cami smiled. "On their way."
She clapped twice and three men dressed in white petticoats and ridiculous shoes came forward.
"These gentlemen will escort you to your rooms. Remember the bonfire party starts at 7."
