André's POV
I had a cup of coffee before me and watched Pierre go furiously at the keyboard.
"Any progress hacking into the Inn surveillance?"
Pierre continued to type faster, but soon, he stopped and stared at the screen.
I dropped my coffee and stared at him.
"Well, what is it?" I asked impatiently. "Did you find anything? Do you recognise the man? Is Olivia in the footage?”
I watched Pierre gulp before he turned to me.
"The…the surveillance records have been cleared, Sir."
I gripped the table in anger and nearly spilled my coffee.
"What?"
"The surveillance footage from that night till present has been removed from the records. There is nothing here.”
I grabbed the laptop violently from him and stared at the screen. He was right. The records were empty. Someone had cleared
