Grace in disgrace 1
I heard the front door open and shut. I stopped the video that I was watching on my computer screen and looked at my watch. It was 2:15 am on Saturday morning. “Hello. How come you’re still up? You’re usually in bed asleep when I get home on Friday night.” “I’ve got something that I have to show you.” “Can’t it wait until tomorrow? I’m very tired.” “I really want to show you this.” “Why? What is it?” “It’s a surveillance video taken last Friday night in room 14 at the Seaview Motel. You are the star.” “It can’t be. How did you obtain that?” “Never mind how I got it. Watch a bit and tell me that it’s really you.” I started the video. The camera was looking down from the ceiling at Grace, …