Alexander's POV
The manager's expression immediately changed.
I sat up straighter.
"Retrieve every CCTV recording from the past week."
The manager blinked.
"Every recording, sir?"
"Every single one."
I wasn't willing to miss even the smallest clue.
The manager quickly nodded.
"Right away, Mr. Blackwood."
Less than an hour later, several staff members entered the conference room carrying laptops and storage drives.
The manager personally handed me a flash drive.
"We've gathered footage from all available cameras within the resort."
I took it without a word.
At this point, I wasn't looking for answers anymore.
I was looking for hope.
Even the smallest sign that Alicia had truly been here.
The footage began playing.
One screen showed the beach.
Another showed the reception area.
Others displayed the restaurants, walkways, gardens, swimming pools, and private villas.
Hour after hour, we searched.
Every path.
Every corner.
Every camera.
