Surveillance Notes

Dr. Sofia Rivera and her ever-attentive live-in assistant Juan Morales sunk deep into the steaming hot tub, bubbles swirling around them like a deliberate veil. She’s reclining against the edge in a barely-there bikini, one arm draped casually along the rim while the other accepts a fresh pour of champagne from Juan’s steady hand, his athletic frame glistening as he leans in just close enough to clink glasses—holding the toast a beat longer than strictly necessary. With Theodore once again “tied up” on the East Coast for the weekend, the two of them spent hours out there under the stars, laughter echoing softly as the jets kept everything… vigorously agitated, suggesting the good doctor’s idea of a restorative policy retreat involves far more hands-on relaxation than any official itinerary would ever admit.