Come to think of it, almost everything in the room and the house is mostly blue and white. I guess Mr. Rashaad likes the color or something. I sat down behind the desk. I gazed at myself in the mirror.

I had removed the blonde wig and the blue contact lenses, before I took a shower. I had also locked the bedroom door, to avoid someone walking in on me. I can’t afford to blow my cover.

A couple of minutes later, I was laying down on the bed waiting for Mr. Benson to arrive. He should have been here by now. A knock came from the bedroom door. I stood up and went over to the front door. When I opened the door, it was Mr. Benson. He was holding a well-ironed and folded clothes in his hand.

"This is your uniform. Once you are done getting ready, you should go and start cleaning the garage," he stated as he handed over the uniform to me.

"OK sir," I replied.

"See you later," he said as he walked away.

I entered the bedroom. I placed the uniform on the bed. The color of the uniform was white with blue stripes. I scuttled over to the wardrobe and took out one of my bags. I took out a mini camera from the bag.

I walked over to the bed. I dropped the camera on the bed and took off my clothes. I picked up the uniform and wore it. After I was done putting on the uniform, I picked up the mini camera. It had a square shape and was very small. I placed the camera on my collar. The second phase of Shadow’s plan was for me to film all the corners of the house I could film. The camera has a wireless connection that is connected to the small flip phone that I used to call Shadow earlier.

I went out of the bedroom. I scuttled over to the garage. As I got there the garage was empty; there was no one inside. The bright light from outside was shining on the cars in the garage. There were multiple luxury cars in the garage. I haven’t seen this many sports cars in one garage before.

I clicked on the power button on the camera and turned it on. I started pacing around in the garage, filming all the corners of the garage and the cars. After that, I cleaned the garage. After I was done, I was heading back to my bedroom when I bumped into a lady along the hallway. The tray of food she was carrying in her hand fell on the floor and made a loud, resounding sound. White rice and a green soup were all scattered across the floor.

"Why can’t you watch where you are going?!" The lady screamed as she shifted her gaze to me.

She was wearing a maid’s outfit, which was the same as mine.

"I am very sorry. I didn’t see you coming out of the kitchen," I apologized. 

"Oh my word, the master is going to be mad," she said as she went down on her knees and started picking up the tray and the plate of food from the floor.

Master? Is Mr. Rashaad the one she is referring to?

"The master? Does the food belong to Mr. Rashaad?" I asked.

"Yes, the food is for Mr. Rashaad," she answered.

"I am very sorry about that," I said.

"This is the first time I’ve seen you in the mansion. Who are you?" she asked.

"My name is Diane Cooper," I introduced myself, with a smirk.

"Oh, I am Michelle Thomas, the kitchen maid," she responded.

"Nice to meet you, Michelle, I am the maid in charge of the garage," I said with a warm smile.

"Same here, I need to quickly get another food for the master, before he gets angry," she replied as she rushed away from me.

I continued walking and went back to my bedroom. I arrived in front of the bedroom door, I opened the door and went in. I scuttled over to the closet and took out the flip phone. I ambled over to the bed and sat down. I checked all the footage of the garage on the phone, everything was captured clearly. By now Shadow and Bruce would have seen everything. 

I dialed Shadow’s number, he answered the call.

“Have you seen the footage of the garage?” I asked.

“Yeah, Bruce and I have seen it,” he answered.

“That guy has too many sport cars, I haven’t seen anybody with such large amount of cars in one garage before,” he stated.

“Yeah me too,” I replied.

“Now that we have seen his garage, Bruce and I will continue to access the footage,” he said.

“For now, you need to find out information about where the ruby is in the mansion,” he added.

“OK, I will try my best,” I replied. How am I supposed to look for where the ruby is being kept, I haven’t made any friends in the mansion yet, Mr. Rashaad has many maids and bodyguards surrounding the house. His security system is also very tight, if I find the place he kept the ruby, I am sure I won’t be able to just walked in there.

“Do you have a plan on how you are going to get that information?” he asked.

“I don’t have any plan yet, but I will just have to mingle with some of the workers here to find out that information,” I responded.

“Alright, just keep the camera with you always, so we can be in the loop,” he said.

“I will,” I replied.

“Talk to you later,” he said as he ended the call.

How am I going to make friends with the workers here? I have finished cleaning the garage, I don’t know what else to do. I think I will take a little stroll around the house. Maybe I can get some clue on where the ruby is being kept. 

I stood up from the bed, I ambled over to the closet and kept the flip phone. I made my way out of the bedroom. I started strolling down the hallway. The mini camera was still hanging on my collar, with the size of the camera, I highly doubt anyone could notice the camera.

As I walked down the hall, I gazed at the doors as I walked down hallway, all the doors were wooden white doors, some of the doors had names writing on it, while others are just blank. As I continued walking down the hall, I saw Mr. Rashaad Bin Ahmed walking in my direction with three men walking behind him, the men were all wearing the same black outfit. 

“Fuck! I can’t turn back now, he has already seen me,” I said in my mind.

As he approached me, he halted.