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The Locked Gallery

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“Locked doors usually mean rich people are hiding something.”

Belle caught me watching the sculpture crate roll through the door marked STORAGE TWO. The blood-stained packing vanished inside with it. The handler stepped out, tapped his key card against the reader, and the lock clicked.

“Or something,” I said.

I photographed the stain on my glove and sealed it inside a clean housekeeping bag. I could not send it through normal channels without explaining how I got it, but I was not throwing it a
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  • Sunlit Paradise: Undercover Desire    Old Scars

    Lena pulled the stitch tight beneath my ribs and looked at me over her mask.“That story doesn’t fit the wound.”I gripped the edge of the exam bed. “I hit a display cart.”She cut the thread, then glanced at my shoulder. “And that?”“Different accident.”“You have a lot of accidents for a housekeeper.”My uniform shirt lay beside me, still damp from the pavilion’s suppression system. I reached for it. Lena moved it out of reach.“I’m not finished.”She removed her gloves. “You’re not the first employee I’ve treated after an accident that didn’t make medical sense.”That got my attention. “How many?”“Enough that I started keeping track.”“What kind of injuries?”“Bruising reported as a fall. Symptoms that looked like drug exposure but were blamed on food poisoning. A deep cut listed as broken glass.” Her mouth tightened. “The edges looked more like a blade.”“Same person?”“Three different employees.”“What happened to them?”“One resigned. Another stopped appearing on the staff sche

  • Sunlit Paradise: Undercover Desire   What He Didn’t Say

    The pavilion still smelled of smoke and chemicals when we returned to the search area. Damien’s radio snapped through the hiss of the dying suppression system.“Backstage is clear. No sign of him.”I pushed away from the overturned cart. Pain caught beneath my ribs, but I kept moving toward the service door.Calvin stepped into my path.“He can still be inside the pavilion.”“He isn’t worth you opening that wound further.”“You don’t know how bad it is.”His gaze dropped to the blood darkening my wet uniform.“I know enough.”I tried to move around him. His hand closed around my good arm, firm but careful.“Let go.”“When you stop trying to chase an armed man while bleeding.”“He got away because we stopped.”Calvin’s face tightened. “He got away because I chose not to leave you on the floor.”The answer landed harder than I wanted it to. Damien crossed back from the service door.“Security is checking the loading access and exterior paths. If he stayed on resort property, we’ll narro

  • Sunlit Paradise: Undercover Desire   Blood and Secrets

    The first thing I noticed was that Calvin Reed checked the door before he checked the blood on his own shirt.A man who owned luxury resorts was supposed to worry about cameras, guests, and public scandals. He was not supposed to move through a room like he expected someone to break in.Vic and Damien had stayed behind with security to handle the aftermath in the gallery. They were reviewing the attack, checking the area, and making sure the attacker had not returned.Calvin had brought me away from the crowd before dealing with anything else. He stood near the entrance for two seconds, listening. Then his attention shifted to the cut on my forehead.“Sit. You’re bleeding.”“I’m aware.”“You’re also pretending it doesn’t hurt.”I reached for the tissue on the table and pressed it against my temple. The movement pulled at my shoulder, reminding me that the fight in the gallery had left more than a few injuries behind.Calvin noticed. He opened the medical kit on the table, and I steppe

  • Sunlit Paradise: Undercover Desire   The Locked Gallery

    “Locked doors usually mean rich people are hiding something.”Belle caught me watching the sculpture crate roll through the door marked STORAGE TWO. The blood-stained packing vanished inside with it. The handler stepped out, tapped his key card against the reader, and the lock clicked.“Or something,” I said.I photographed the stain on my glove and sealed it inside a clean housekeeping bag. I could not send it through normal channels without explaining how I got it, but I was not throwing it away.“I need to check something in the supply area,” I told Belle.She studied me, then nodded. “Go.”I kept working while watching Storage Two, but the sculpture never came back out. When preparations ended, a temporary event worker left his clipboard and access card on a service cart while he carried a display stand away.I crossed the corridor, took the card, and swiped it at Storage Two. After returning it to the cart before he came back, I slipped inside. Rows of covered artwork and shippin

  • Sunlit Paradise: Undercover Desire   The Laurent Smile

    The pavilion doors opened fully, and the noise inside Solara Gallery faded as people noticed who had arrived.A crate handler lowered his clipboard. Two women arranging auction folders stopped mid-sentence, and even Belle, who rarely treated wealth as a reason to behave differently, straightened beside me.I slipped the burner phone into my pocket and closed the inventory folder over the serial number I had been checking.Belle leaned closer. “That is what money looks like when it learns to smile.”A woman entered beside Conrad Laurent, whom I recognized from the operation briefing. She wore a pale dress, simple jewelry, and the calm confidence of someone who never had to ask whether she belonged.Cass crossed the gallery and hugged her.“You’re late.”“By three minutes.”Clarisse laughed and kissed her cheek before turning to Calvin. “You remembered the briefing.”“Cass threatened me.”“Then civilization survives.”She handed him a folder and straightened the edge of his cuff without

  • Sunlit Paradise: Undercover Desire   House Rules

    The message disappeared from the security monitors before we could trace its source. Calvin searched the system but we found nothing. He still refused to explain what was below the resort, and I refused to ignore the fact that he knew more than he admitted.By the time the auction preparations began, we had one agreement: Watch everything and trust nothing, especially each other. The suspicious crate moved while I still had the auction list open. Two event workers rolled it away from the rear display tables toward the west staging corridor. I shut the folder and slipped the burner phone into my pocket.I followed at a distance as workers adjusted display lights and cleared packing materials from the pavilion floor. The crate reached a security rope just as an employee unhooked it for the trolley. I caught the altered label once before it vanished around the corner.“Miss, that area is restricted.”The guard looked at my event badge.“I’m checking the auction inventory.”“You can chec

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