#Chapter 144 Don’t Start Your Car

A week passed without Jeffrey and me gathering any useful information against Bob. He hardly went to the apartment, and the routes his car took matched his campaign schedule and everyday activities. I almost grew bored checking the apps on a regular basis. Then one day, I decided to check the footage from the previous day before I left the mansion to check in on Ever After Weddings. I told Terri that I would be there around lunchtime, and I still had plenty of time to kill before I needed to leave. Spying on Bob seemed as productive an activity as anything else I could do at that moment. The video seemed to be the same as before, an empty room with nothing going on, until Bob entered the apartment at 2:00 p.m. Soon after, he started looking around the room, as though searching for something. He checked every corner, threw open every drawer, and even turned over the cushions of his couch. Suddenly, he stopped his search and stared directly at the camera. My heart raced. My palms gre