Page 16 of Aldo

“I saw him here early Sunday. It slipped my mind until later, and I checked but saw his suite wasn’t being used. However, when I was going through reports earlier, I saw his credit card.”

“So he checked in to a different room and is paying for it?” I was confused.

“I believe so. I wasn’t at the desk. I doubt the younger staff would have recognized him.”

“What room?”

He tapped the screen, and I read it, my eyes widening. “Is he still there?”

“It is booked until Wednesday.”

“Thank you.”

I strode back to Roman.

“Is he here?” Roman inquired. “He isn’t answering his phone.”

“Yes.”

“Take Mason to my office. I’ll go find Luca, and we’ll clear this up.”

“A word,” I said quietly.

With a frown, Roman stepped to the side, his gaze angry. “What the hell is going on?”

“I think I should go get him.”

“Why?”

“Luca checked in to another room—not his suite.”

“Why would he do that?”

I glanced at Mason, who was watching us, his gaze dark and intense. I angled myself so he couldn’t see Roman’s face.

“He checked in to the honeymoon suite, Roman. And he isn’t alone.”

Roman’s eyebrows shot up. “Holy fuck.”

Roman escorted Mason to the private office on the top floor, deciding it might be best if I fetched Luca. Mason’s men stayed on the main floor.

The upstairs office wasn’t a place Roman usually brought anyone outside his circle, but I had a feeling he knew this wasn’t going to be pretty. Extra bodies were not welcome. Surprisingly, Mason didn’t argue.

I went to the honeymoon suite to fetch Luca. I hoped he would tell Mason that his sister was still in Toronto and he was here with someone else. I prayed to God he hadn’t lost her. Or even worse, was in the honeymoon suite with her. I wasn’t sure I had enough bullets in my gun to protect him and Roman.

My hopes were dashed when Luca opened the door wearing nothing but a robe and a scowl. Following behind him, a woman I recognized from a picture I had seen. She was average height, with golden-brown hair, dark eyes, and a pretty smile. Attractive and intelligent-looking. But at the moment, she was looking disheveled and tired. The entirely wrong kind of tired right now.

“What the hell are you doing here, Aldo?”

I indicated the woman behind him. “Mason is here. Looking for her.”

She gasped, leaving me in no doubt that she was Justine. Luca grimaced. “Fuck. I thought we had more time.”

“He’s in Roman’s office. You need to come now.” I paused. “Or, once you’re dressed.”

He shut his eyes. “Give us ten minutes.”

“I’ll wait.”