“That’s it,” Cash said.
Dotty glanced over at Addie again, who nodded. She had her backpack between her feet, and reaching down, she opened it so she could hold onto Snaggles as he sat in the backpack.
Cash gave her a strange look and glanced down. Then he grabbed the backpack and pulled it onto her lap, but kept it hidden, so it was still under the table.
She gave him a small smile, and he winked.
Damn, that wink was potent.
Monroe nudged her slightly, and she turned to her.
“Dotty is asking you a question, babes.”
Oh, shoot. She hadn’t been paying attention, had she?
Had everyone seen her and Cash interact? Had they seen the look of admiration on her face as she stared at him? That would be super embarrassing.
But no one gave her a strange look, so she guessed that she’d kept her feelings hidden. Thank God for that. The last thing she wanted was anyone figuring out how she felt about him.
She raised her eyebrows at Dotty.
“I asked you if you saw the message, Addie.”
She nodded her head as a shiver ran through her. Dotty’s eyes narrowed, and she shared a look with Monroe.
“How would they have gotten into the hotel room?” Dotty asked.
“Our best guess is that they found a keycard,” Ink said, glancing at Monroe.
“But how would the keycard have told them which hotel it was and which room?” Dotty asked.
“Remember that my bag got stolen,” Monroe told her older sister. “And in it was a keycard.”
Dotty leaned her head back. “And you like to keep the piece of paper with the hotel name and room number with the card. Damn it, Monroe, how many times have I told you that’s not safe?”
“She didn’t know it would get stolen,” Ralen defended her.
Huh. That was surprising, he’d seemed irritated by Monroe earlier.
“Who the hell would’ve stolen your bag with the keycard, gotten into our room, trashed it, and left that message?” Dotty asked.
“That’s what we’re looking into,” Ink said. “The hotel refused to let us view the camera footage for the foyer and hallway outside your room. If you want to involve the police, they’ll be able to get it.”
“I can’t hack in unless I can get into their security room, which would be pretty tough to do,” Brody said. “Although not impossible.” He glanced around the room.
“What are you looking for?” Dotty said.
“He’s waiting for me to chime in,” Dr. Claw said over the speakers.
“Who are you?” Dotty demanded.
Ink sighed. “He’s extra help we have, an adviser, you might say. He’s watching from his home. He doesn’t like to come to meetings in person.”
Probably wise not to tell Dotty that he was Brody’s boyfriend. Addie kept quiet. She wasn’t going to chime in with the truth.
“I could help, but it’s not really my thing,” Dr. Claw said.
“Helping?” Dotty asked.
