Desmond rewound the footage and pointed toward the service hallway. Twenty minutes before she accused me, the woman had stepped out of an elevator alone, walked directly to my housekeeping cart, and slipped a folded envelope beneath the clean towels. I had never noticed it because another employee collected the cart after I was fired. Security had found the envelope that morning. Inside were five hundred-dollar bills and a handwritten note: “For your trouble. Keep quiet.” My name was written across the front.
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