Every Breath You Take (Oasis Book 1)

Every Breath You Take (Oasis Book 1) by Kenna Avery Wood

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said. He wore a security uniform and a gun at his belt. “Are you here to see Curtis?”
    Finn glanced at me. He was going to let me take the lead on this.
    I nodded. “Mr. Powell, yes.”
    “This is Charlotte Evans,” Finn said. “She works with us up on twenty-two and will be handling security, among other things, from now on.”
    A rush of gratitude filled me, but I kept my face straight, even when Finn repeated the introduction to Curtis Powell, a man that looked ex-military and wore a suit instead of a uniform. He guided us to a desk in the corner and offered coffee.
    “No thanks,” I said. “What we’re really here for is to get your headquarters moved to the Commons, and make sure everything is up and running by the fundraiser.”
    “The fundraiser gala?” Curtis asked, lifting his eyebrows at me. “I agree that’s the best location for our permanent office, but the gala is only three weeks away. I’m going to need more man power.”
    “Absolutely,” Finn agreed. “Whatever you need.”
    I leaned forward in my seat. “With additional staff to patrol parking on the night of the gala, including the parking garages and extra on the exits.”
    Finn glanced at me, but didn’t say anything.
    Curtis only nodded. “Not a problem.”
    I hoped Finn would get a call or excuse himself for a meeting or something else, but he stayed through the whole meeting and I didn’t have a chance to ask about the cameras without him there.
    Finally, he stood and said, “Powell, if you have a minute, I’d like to check the feed for one of the cameras in Housing.”
    I gritted my teeth. He knew exactly why I’d come down here. I sent him a glare. He could have at least given me a heads up.
    “Of course,” Curtis said.
    He walked with us to another desk, where a man in a casual suit sat. We went through another round of introductions, and the new guy, John, explained how he had access to all the cameras in Oasis from his computer.
    “I can also control the finer details in each community and the Commons. Temperature, elevators, lights, and so on,” John said.
    I glanced at Finn. The lights. They’d gone off when I was in the locker room, but the attendant at the gym had also said they’d had some issues with the lighting earlier.
    “Who else would have access to those finer details?” I asked.
    John swiveled in his chair and brushed a lock of hair from his forehead. He looked about two years younger than me and pale, like he hadn’t been out in the sun recently or often. His eyes were kind as they met mine. “There are a few computers in each community with designated privileges. Security at the front desk in Business, for example, can access elevator cameras as well as cameras all over the building in case of an issue. They can control the lighting if necessary–back-ups in case of a storm–or the temperature on each of the floors. Though only two people know the code to do those things, and those are the supervisors on each shift.
    “Which camera did you need?” he asked, swiveling to face the computer again.
    “The locker rooms at the gym in Housing,” Finn said.
    John frowned. “Of course we don’t have cameras inside the locker rooms, but there’s one outside the door to each exit–the one that leads to the elevators–and then one that pans the entryway from the gym.”
    “Both of those,” Finn said, jaw tight. “At around 7:15 this morning.”
    I clenched the tablet to my chest, part out of fear and part out of embarrassment. John’s gaze flicked to mine again, but I only smiled.
    “What are we looking for?” Curtis asked, eyes on the monitor.
    “Anyone suspicious entering or leaving the women’s locker room.”
    John typed in a few commands and set the time for ten minutes prior to when I’d entered the locker room. He played it in fast motion. Only a few people went in, and they all looked like members of the gym, dressed in workout clothes. On the other screen, Finn came into view as I

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