CHAPTER NINETEEN
While Mackenzie had accompanied Alexa to her cabin, Ellington had been working with Rodriguez and some of the other members of Bill Hudson’s security team. When they all reconvened in Hudson’s small and cramped quarters below deck, Mackenzie had a printout of the participants of Alexa’s swinging event. Meanwhile, Ellington had learned a few rather depressing things about the ship’s security system—mainly that there wasn’t much of a system at all.
There were three cameras on each floor. They were positioned in a way that captured the length of each arm of the hallways. There were a few others on the pool decks and in the large lobby that connected the four different dining locations, but that was all. Really, though, that was all they needed.
Hudson pulled up the feed fr
