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“No.”
“Well, this is one of three.”
I nodded.
“Makes it easier if we could get a bead on which was his favorite.”
It would be easier still if he’d been at home with his wife or worried about his daughter. Though it didn’t matter. I hit the button to play it again.
“Gambling has never been my thing,” Alphabet said. The man seemed to have a need to speak. The chatter didn’t bother me; it reminded me a little of Freddie. “Literally, all we’re doing is pressing a button. There’s no skill here. Cards are different. Then again, it’s more about the luck of the draw. I prefer games that rely on my talents and my brains and not—”
His machine lit up, an alarm celebrating his cash win. It also attracted a lot of attention.
“Fuck me,” he muttered. “Right. Off I go.”
The next two days passed similarly. We staked out the three casinos Reginald Sharpe preferred. On day four of our hunt however, I hit the jackpot on the machine and on our mission.
Ignoring the obnoxious noise, I sent a message to the guys. I had eyes on him. I was following. They answered in variations of “on their way.” Pulling the card from the slot, I slid it into my pocket.
Leaving the drink and the machine, I followed the man and his escort. Three men were with him. All armed. Interesting. They navigated the maze of machines and games. It made it a challenge to get to the elevators with all the distractions.
I had no such issues. Alphabet got to the elevator bank ahead of us. He was the first one into the elevator the four of them boarded. I followed, phone in hand, and ignored them. Twenty-fourth floor.
I hit the button above it for the twenty-second. Only music played for sound as the elevator rose. Sharpe’s phone rang. He silenced it. A moment later, it rang again. He repeated the action. I kept my gaze on my phone even if I was aware of everyone else in the elevator.
The third ring had him swearing. “Goddammit.” He put the phone to his ear. “I’m on my fucking way.” The crude irritation didn’t sound better in his cultured tones. It just broadcasted annoyed.
The doors opened on the twenty-second floor, and I stepped out. Glancing from left to right to orient myself even as the doors closed behind me. While I might want to hurry, I didn’t.
Las Vegas had cameraseverywhere. We’d made a point of doing everything casually. We didn’t have as many contacts here, but we had some. Doc’s team had more. At the end of the hall, I went into the stairwell and climbed up to the twenty-fourth floor.
Once there, I used the other keycard Alphabet had given me to get out on the twenty-fourth floor. You could only access a floor if you had a room on it. Fortunately, these keys opened every floor.
I made it just in time to see one of Sharpe’s men getting back on the elevator. The other two were nowhere in the hall. After the bell dinged, Alphabet appeared from the other end of the hall. My phone buzzed.
Room 2418.
A second message popped right after it. Kellan, Voodoo, Vaughn, and Freddie were in the building. Milo wasn’t here because none of us were certain he wouldn’t just kill Sharpe.
Jasper and Liam had been left with Starling, along with Doc and the rest of his team. They would make their way up here.
A new message came in from Alphabet.
Room 2417, all ours.
I didn’t ask how he did it; I didn’t care. I got to the door and let myself in. A knock on the connecting door accompanied another message.
It’s me.
I opened it.
“I set your guys up in 2420. They have a connecting door to 2418. It’s booked, but not with a guest.” He was pulling a strap over his head. The limp seemed more pronounced than downstairs, but he didn’t comment, so I left it alone.
Instead, I moved back to the door to keep watch.
“Fifteen minutes to set up. One guard is out, two in with him.”
Matched what I already knew.
