chapter one hundred and forty-two

Rachel POV

Doing a favor for Tyler Mitchel. Great way to try to commit suicide. Everything this family touches turns to dust.

I managed to sneak in with the cell phone, but the security guards were keeping an eye on me which made me feel a bit insecure, but I continued with the plan. All I had to do was go upstairs where most of the girls who weren't working that night were. To do this, I pretended to feel sick and convinced one of the guards to take me to one of the dormitories upstairs.

"Is this okay here?" he asks after leaving me on the bed.

"Yes, it's fine. I'll just rest for a bit and I'll be back to work soon."

"Don't take too long."

He leaves the room, giving me a very intimidating look. As soon as I was sure I was alone, I opened the door slowly and had to climb another flight of stairs to get to where the girls stayed. I tried to open the door, but it was locked.

"Is anyone there?" They didn't respond. "¿Hay alguien ahí?"

"Yes, yes," one of the girls responds.

I thank my Spa