Vacations are supposed to be built on trust.

road. Only then did Mara ask the question that had already taken hold of both of us: had someone been watching us?

We kept driving until we found a diner in another town and stopped there under the buzzing light of its old sign. Inside, I opened my laptop and logged into Airbnb, my hands still shaking. I wrote a message explaining that we had found a hidden camerain the smoke detector above the bed and that we were leaving immediately because
it was a complete invasion of privacy. ProtectPrivacy

As soon as I sent it, a reply came from