Jaxon Vance
Damn Mia Bianchi.
I close the door behind me and sigh as I return to the camera control room, sit in my armchair and observe through the screen that pain in the ass walking briskly towards the wing of the house where she should be, but instead of going into the main living room, she turns towards a corridor to lock herself in the bathroom.
I put my hand to the crotch of my pants, which was annoyingly sore, then I take my second cell phone out of my pocket and open the surveillance system that I installed in the house, it was a difficult task to say the least, but I needed to have access to every corner of the house to discover the secret of each person who lived inside it, to weave my net.
I connect to the bathroom camera and look at Mia. She leans against the door and clos
