Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 670

The security guard looked like he was going to burst into tears.

Stella ran a perfectly manicured hand through her blond hair. "Alright, last chance. The security footage... who deleted it?"

She lifted her gaze, eyes dark and stormy, and stared him down. The kind of look that could freeze someone to the spot.

The security guard, faced with that glare, just crumpled. He dropped to his knees, hands shaking. "I swear, I didn't delete anything! The system just crashed, I promise!"

Stella picked up the pistol on the table-her fingers wrapping around it with casual ease.

Suddenly, the room was dead silent. As she leveled the gun at the guard, nobody so much as breathed.

The poor guy squeezed his eyes shut and covered his head. "It's broken, Ms. Quinn! Even if you shoot me, it's still broken!"

The hotel manager rushed in, beads of sweat on his brow. "Ms. Quinn, please, let's not do anything drastic. The footage-really, it's just a technical issue! We'll compensate you, whatever you need."

Under Stella's not-so-subtle threat, both the manager and the guard were stammering messes.

Yvonne scoffed, arms crossed. "Compensate? Please. I was assaulted in your hotel. How are you going to make that right?"

The manager nearly choked. "I-uh-well, how do we... compensate for that?"

nightmare. People usually came to hotels for their own secret business, but this? A guest attacked in her own room? What kind of horror show

was sweating through his suit, practically vibrating in

forward and gently pushed Stella's hand down.

out of their minds. If they

world who'd stare death in the face and not spill the truth if there was

and the guard

"Get out. Both of

Money? As if she cared about that. And as

tripped over themselves trying to

it was just the two of them again, Stella glanced at Yvonne. "Guess the cameras really are

the terror on their faces. No one had lied, which meant

drained. "Great. Just what we

was, he'd better hope she never found him. If she did, she'd tear him apart, limb from

lit up with a new idea. "I've got

looked skeptical. "You

check the street cameras

"We don't even know who did it. And with all the

this

red marks on Yvonne's neck, her expression thoughtful. "I think it might've been someone

eyes went wide.