Lindsay's breath came much easier than before, and her nerves had settled. "I love the atmosphere here."
Scarlett exited the room and plodded off to the lobby.
"At least Colt will tend bar and keep an eye on Randy," Pamela said.
Right. Jim was getting the bubble bath ready for Kenzie.
"Randy isn't so open about his fantasies involving Scarlett when Colt or Jim is around. He talks to Scarlett in more general terms." Pamela rubbed at her forearm. "Of course, little does Randy know that Colt or Jim listens in on every party through surveillance."
Lindsay's body stiffened. "They listen in through surveillance? How? You mean they spy?"
"Hidden microphones are all throughout our rooms. Cameras too. Colt and Jim, you will notice, have earpieces in their ears whenever a guest is present." Li
