CHAPTER THREE HUNDRED AND FIFTY THREE – KITCHEN SABOTAGE

As the kitchen buzzed with frantic activity, Jasmine pulled Marco aside. "We need to review the security footage," she said quietly. "If someone did tamper with the refrigerator, we need to know." Marco nodded grimly. "Let's go to the office." They spent the next hour poring over grainy security camera footage, watching the comings and goings of the kitchen staff the night before. But despite their careful scrutiny, they found nothing conclusive. "It's possible the camera angle just didn't catch it," Marco sighed, rubbing his eyes. Jasmine leaned back in her chair, frustrated. "Or it could have been an honest mechanical failure. But either way, we can't let this happen again." Marco nodded. "What do you suggest?" "We need to implement stricter controls," Jasmine said, her mind racing. "Key-card access to the refrigerators and storage areas. A log of who accesses what and when. And we should increase oversight - maybe have a manager do nightly checks before closing." "That's goi