Cam Harper had two responsibilities tonight. The first was to man the bar whenever Dave needed a break and the second was to keep an eye on a certain person. Marc had showed him a still from the only video camera in the entire store and told him that he was to watch for this woman and keep a close eye on her.
Never was he to approach her and if something happened, he was to get Marc immediately and Cam always followed orders. He was two couches down and one across from the woman, sneaking the occasional glance over at her while he chatted with Bryn, passing a joint back and forth. The party was only just gearing up and he could see Marc flirting with some high school kid and mentioned it to Bryn, the two rolling their eyes together before Cam sneaked another glance.
Maybe he wasn't being as sneaky as he'd thought. Dave was better at these things, but he was the only one who had his bartending certificate out of their entire ragtag little group.