Mr Trap. Coldhearted
Part 147's
Gerald did not immediately ask about the CCTV that was too much in the resting room of the wife. He checked in the bathroom whether there were surveillance cameras or not, but there were none. The man turned out in Cathleen's study, looking all over, not even a single detail was missed.
Gerald's forehead shriveled when he found the infrared sensor again in a hidden location. This is unusual because in the room there is already a clear CCTV in the top two corners.
“How much did you install CCTV in this room?” Instead of Gerald being so ill-judged, it was better to make sure first. She talked to Cathleen, but her eyes kept on the television attached to the wall, parallel to the sofa and desk.
“Two,” reply Cathleen. He pointed at the clear surveillance camera mounted on top. “That, and the other one is over there.”
Gerald increasingly suspicious, because there is another very small surveillance camera and placed the bottom near the television sensor, so it is difficult to distinguish if not careful.
“How much did you install in the room?”
“Sama, two also.” Cathleen felt weird about Gerald's question. She thought that her husband forced her to seek conversation in order to chat. “What's wrong?”
Gerald twisted his body, staring at Cathleen. “You sure only two in each room?”
Cathleen's head nodded as justification. “All connected on my computer and security system.” He opened the CCTV footage from his room. Show proof to Gerald.
Gerald was getting closer, and this time his guess would not miss. “Cute with me.” The hand with the three-line tattoo on the right arm was outstretched in front of Cathleen's chest.
Though confused, Cathleen is curious as to what her husband will show her.
Gerald brought Cathleen to a stop right in front of the television. “Do you see it?” ask without pointing at anything.
“Not, but this.” Then Gerald pointed towards the sensor in the form of a red dot. He removed a very small camera attached to the television.
“Did you put this in your room?” gerald asked, revealing something in his palm.
Cathleen's head shook. “No.”
Gerald squeezed the surveillance camera, slammed it on the floor and stomped it to pieces. “Means someone is secretly watching you.”
The man invites Cathleen to enter the dugout. “Tak only in your work space, here is.”
Gerald's hand took the same thing over the cupboard, and another one was behind the glass. “So far you don't realize if anyone put the camera in hiding?” tanyanya while destroying the object. Of course Gerald was annoyed if anyone was so brash as to do such a crazy thing.
Cathleen shook her head slowly. He was both surprised and scared. His body trembled.
Gerald immediately embraced the wife, leading to be seated on the edge of the bed. “I will unload all your rooms, who knows there are other surveillance cameras that are missed.”
“Who would watch me secretly? Why do that to me?” Cathleen clutched Gerald's hand tighter, she was fretting about being naked or changing into her room. Fear if the recording is spread or misused by the person.
“Surely people who are easy to get out in here. Anyone?” Gerald rubbed his wife's back to relieve Cathleen's trembling.