Chapter 281 The Tourist Trap(Erotica):>Ep5

• Quinn grabbed up her phone from the bed, fiddling to find her messaging app, beginning to tremble from mounting adrenaline. Before she could even think of what message she would even send, she realised there was no signal. She couldn't call, text, or connect to the internet ... there had been full bars when she had been using her phone in the stairwell. She was frantic now; there was no denying that someone was toying with her. A prickly sensation raced up her back; paranoia getting the better of her, insisting that she was being watched.
• Defeatedly slumping to sit on the bed, she took a breath and gathered herself. If she could just get out of this room, Will or even one of the girls would have clothes she could borrow when they arrived. That was reassuring. Being in her underwear wasn't much different to being on the beach in a bikini. It was just a very lacy, overtly sexy kind of bikini. None of that changed the fact that some sick bastard had presumably installed some elaborate mechanism to record girls on vacation undressing. Her skin crawled at the thought, and her eyes met the collar that sat in the drawer with a sinking feeling.
• She returned to the door that led into the hall, slamming her palm against the wood. The music was now so loud she couldn't even hear the impact. Next she brought her attention to the touch screen and tried to turn down the music, looking for a way to adjust the volume, however the music interface had disappeared and was replaced with a full screen popup.