The security footage didn't catch Lena entering the building, and it definitely missed anyone else too.
Josie, as her friends called her, was quick to draw conclusions. "If the camera didn’t catch her, then Lena must’ve been meeting her contact here!"
Oliver nodded in agreement. "I've got others checking the nearby street cams. I refuse to believe they're all out of order."
Their only hope now was that one of these nearby cameras would provide a breakthrough.
"Josie, I've just got a fresh batch of seafood delivered to my place. How about coming over for dinner?" Oliver offered casually.
Josie shook her head. "My mentor sent me a ton of seafood, and then there's Sean; he dropped off quite the haul too. I just had a seafood feast, and I can't do another. Too much of that, and I'll be worrying about gout."
Oliver was left speechless. That Grant was sly as a fox!
"I didn't know your mentor sent you seafood. How about coming over for something different? I've hired a chef who can whip up a variety of dishes."
Josie shook her head again. "Maybe next time. I need to get some rest tonight; I’ve got work tomorrow."
Oliver tried a different tactic. "Josie, what if you didn’t have to work? Let me take care of you, so you don’t have to."
But Josie was firm. "No way. I'm used to standing on my own two feet. I don’t want to rely on anyone else."
Oliver couldn’t be mad; he just adored her too much. Whatever Josie wanted to do, he would support it.
"I'll drive you home then," he said.
She nodded, not mentioning she had come on her motorcycle.
…
When Josie got home, she was surprised to find Lena there too.
"Mom, Dad, you have to try this. The roast duck from this place is out of this world, truly authentic."


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