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“That was the next thing I was going to talk to you about.” Simon walked away from the edge of the roof with Neville in tow. “Five guests are unaccounted for.”
“What do you mean, ‘unaccounted for’?”
“They checked in earlier in the week and didn’t bother checking out. Their luggage is still in their rooms.”
Neville grabbed him by the arm. “Do we have descriptions of them?”
“Yes,” Simon said with a cautious tone.
Neville thought about the dead bodyguards. “Dark hair, dark skin . . . all in their twenties?”
“I’m afraid so.”
“Have you talked to the employees who checked them in?”
“Yes.”
“Have you had them ID the bodies?”
“Not yet. We’re working on getting them to the morgue.”
Neville nodded. It was Sunday and they were still trying to wrap their minds around this thing. She was still trying to see how these new bizarre pieces fit into the puzzle when Simon said he had one more piece of information.
“The room with all of the surveillance equipment down the hall from Tarek’s . . .”
“Yes.”
“The hotel’s computer says the room was unoccupied and being remodeled.”
“Has anyone on the staff confirmed that it was in fact being remodeled?”
“Not so far, but I haven’t talked to everyone.”
Neville thought of the missing rope, the missing guests, who were more than likely lying on cold metal tables in the morgue, the strange behavior of the Libyan Embassy, and now this room full of surveillance equipment. “Has the forensic team finished going over the room with the surveillance equipment?”
“Yes.”
“Tell them I want them to focus on matching any hair samples with the four bodyguards in the morgue. Nice work, Martin.”
“You would have figured it all out,” he said trying to play down the whole thing.
“Maybe . . . maybe not. Let’s see if we can punch some holes in it and keep it between us until we know we have it right.” Neville headed for the steps.
“Where you off to?”
“Remember the guy from the Directorate who showed up last night?”
“Your ex-boyfriend?”
Neville was about to argue the point, but figured it wasn’t worth it. “I have a feeling he and his people know a lot more about what happened here than they’re letting on.”
“I agree,” Simon said, rushing to catch up with her, “and that’s why I’m coming with you.”
“I can handle it on my own.”
“I know you can,” Simon said as he started down the steps. “But it’s always good to have an extra set of eyes when you’re dealing with professional liars from the Directorate.”
CHAPTER 17
