Chapter 5

About ten minutes later, the police arrived. I followed them into the hotel.

As the elevator climbed to the 120th floor, I felt surprisingly calm.

When the staff knocked on the door of Room 2020, Aaron was standing there in a bathrobe.

The belt hung loosely around his waist, his abs clearly defined, and his face still flushed from the shower.

As soon as Aaron saw the cops and me, his smile vanished instantly. "Who are you guys...?" His eyes were suddenly filled with confusion and panic.

"We've received a report of suspected prostitution. Please cooperate with our investigation," one…