*Shelby*

Later on that evening, I marched across the cool marble floor of the resort's grand lobby, my footsteps echoing off vaulted ceilings adorned with vintage chandeliers.

Finding Mr. Cavalier behind the reception desk, I leaned in, lowering my voice to a hushed whisper. "Mr. Cavalier, there have been items missing from several guest rooms. Do you have any idea what could be going on?"

His response was not one of surprise, but rather a somber acceptance as he ...