In the solace of his room, Caleb hunched over his desk, surrounded by the fragments of information and the echoes of accusations from the maids. The air in the room felt heavy with the weight of distrust, and Caleb sought to organize the chaos that had unfolded in the breakroom.
'Alibis conflicting, accusations flying. Each maid points fingers, yet denies their own guilt. It's a mess,' Caleb thought, his mind working overtime to dissect the tangled web of motives and deceit.
He sifted through the alibis, carefully tracing the movements of each maid leading up to Rose's death. 'Maria in the kitchen, Emily on the second floor, Rihanna in the supply room, Katarina cleaning the bedrooms, and Mica... silently observing until she dropped the bomb about Rose and Rihanna's boyfriend.'