I left the camera room and headed to my home office. I would check her phone activity more accurately from there.
Upon entering my room I went to sit at my desk. I turned on my desktop and used the software I had put spy on Jasmine's activities more accurately. She truly hadn't contacted the Carrington but I knew he was involved. He had to be.
The only contact she had was with her friend. The messages appeared normal however. They were talking about her college classes and jasmine would talk about her life with me. My lips pressed into a thin line at the many times she referred to me as her husband.
Then there was only one other call from some woman saved as Carol from Kensington.
The software recordered the calls she received so I would know what she was saying to people.
