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My head drew closer to the screen as I watched Midori.

She had been here a little over six months. She wasn’t exactly shy when she came to me and asked for a job. She’d been point blank about telling me she knew what went on here. Which I almost found funny. Sure this place wasn’t advertised but most people knew what happened inside the walls of this building.

I saw something in her right away. Something that made me take her in and let her give it a try. She fit in easily and I hadn’t had any problems with her so far. She genuinely seemed to like her job here.

Mr. White had been one of her first clients and I saw how they were together. They were a good match for the rooms. There wasn’t anything beyond that which was the way it was supposed to be.

Yes, there were exceptions to that but it was usually me who planned that move.

What could I say? I was good at reading people.

And maybe I had pretty decent skills when it came to seeing things that others didn’t. But you shouldn’t ask me why I meddled, I didn’t think it was something I knew myself.

I stopped the footage, then quickly pulled up the one from the hall. I watched as she hesitated before entering the room.

Garen was right, there had been something going on, but it had nothing to do with Mr. White. It made me relax a little bit.

I rarely had problems with clients. I wasn’t saying that it never happened, it was simply not very often. I think people understood the consequences of what could happen if you crossed me. And hurting my girls was something you didn’t do in my eyes. So for the most part, things played out smoothly here.

I kept watching. Midori stood there for a good three minutes. I knew how long it was because I watched the seconds scroll on at the bottom of the screen. She shook her hands out and then rolled her head. I could see the shutter going down and whatever she’d been thinking about had been pushed away.

There was a problem, that much was clear. However, I wasn’t sure what it was. It could have been anything but I didn’t think it had to do with something that happened under this roof.

My mind zipped through things I knew it couldn’t be.

She didn’t have any family that she was in contact with.

She didn’t have a boyfriend. At least not that I last knew.

She didn’t have any kids.

As far as I knew, she only hung out with the other girls.

I pushed back in my chair and stood.

It was something I was going to have to keep an eye on. Maybe she was having a strange day. I understood that people had those from time to time.

I didn’t see a need to bring it up if it happened to be nothing.

I quickly typed off a text to Garen and let him know that I didn’t think it had anything to do with the client and that I’d keep an eye on it. Then I told him I was stepping out for a bit.

There were some things that needed to be talked about and there was no sense in wasting time.