Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Fiona stood at the entrance, eyes sharp and alert. She couldn't help but notice a few spots in the club where the security cameras just didn't reach. People always found ways to take advantage of those gaps.

The first blind spot was the changing room, the second was the restrooms, and the third was the VIP suites. It made sense-no one wanted cameras in those places. But the thing was, Carson had walked Anna right out the club's front doors, bold as day, and not a single person tried to stop them.

Were these people even doing their jobs?

"Pull up the surveillance footage from three nights ago, between seven and eleven p.m.," Fiona said, her voice icy as she moved over to a sofa and sat down.

If these people really were pulling some shady moves behind the club's back, Fiona wouldn't hesitate to clean house and bring in a whole new crew.

The club manager looked completely lost. He shuffled over, forcing a smile. "Fiona, is... is something wrong? You seem upset. Maybe there's something I can help with?"

He was trying his luck, but Fiona wasn't having any of it. She shot him a cold glare and said, "Just get me the footage."

"Yes, of course." The manager nodded so fast he looked like a bobblehead, then hurried away to get someone to copy the footage.

had no idea what had gone down lately to have Fiona this furious. Had someone really dared to cross her? He didn't dare take the blame, so he just stood off to the

blurry section on the screen. "What

left with Anna. But here, the screen was just snow.

sweating bullets under Fiona's

run smoothly.

faces looked tense, and the manager looked like he was

really have no idea what happened. I'll investigate right away, I

in

VIP suite-plenty of space for what

night. The staff lined up, guys and girls both, all sneaking nervous

Fiona sat back her gaze sweeping the group. She never forgot a face. She pointed

footage and asked, "Who's