When we reached the club, we found Tom waiting for us near the entrance of the parking lot. When he saw us, he got out of his car and the three of us walked quietly, with tension in the air, towards the nightclub using the back door. Tom led the way straight to the CCTV room, where he went directly to the keyboards and started typing.
Sarah and I stood together, watching him click through the videos, fast-forwarding until he got what he wanted. "Okay, I've started it from when the two of us drinking by the bar," Tom said. "Do you want Sarah here?"
I looked at Sarah, hesitated, and then nodded. "Yes, if you don't mind."
"Well, it's not a problem for me. Come on, come and watch it. If you want me to let you watch it on your own, you can just watch it, and I'll be in my office," he said as
