WEAVING INTRIGUES

Angelo took them to the control center, showing them the screens of all the hidden cameras that were in every corner of the cruise ship.

“Look at that man; his name is Carlos; he is with the bearded men who also wanted to buy that jewel; I didn't know it was yours; I acquired it on the black market; if you want, I'll give you back what you paid for it.”

“No, relax, anyway, the auction is for charity; what offends me is this invasion of privacy; look, you even have cameras in the bathrooms; that means you are a pervert that you looked at me when I was taking a shower; you are a daring and very perverted person.”

A chuckle escaped the watchmen.

“What's so funny? You guys are going to get your ears pinned back for listening to the wrong thing.”

“Angelo, what does it matter if you let them see other things?”

“No, Ximena, all this is for security, we are under constant terrorist threats, and besides, since you arrived, we removed the cameras from your bedrooms; I would be capable of gouging