Carina seemed a bit agitated, scanning the room. "What exactly are you trying to do? I haven't done anything! I've been locked in my room the whole time."

"Can anyone vouch for you?" Dylan inquired.

Her face twisted angrily. "No one. They've got me cornered, and who would vouch for me? A bunch of backstabbers! They were the ones who told me to do it, and now that things have gone south, they're all hiding. They don't even stay in my room anymore. No one will testify."

She was genuinely stubborn, displaying a fearless, almost reckless demeanor. She reminded me of Harmony in that regard—headstrong and fierce.

I kept my gaze fixed on Carina. Her expression, her attitude, everything felt off. Her personality wouldn't allow her to remain so composed if she were indeed behind this.

Before long, the attendant returned, shaking his head at Dylan.

Dylan handed her the surveillance footage. "Is this you?"

Carina's eyes were fixed on the screen, staring for a long time. She seemed unable t