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She nods.
“Tell me.”
She opens her mouth.
“It’s all right,” I say, waving a hand at Marco when it looks like he’s about to intercept. “Keep your eyes on me and tell me what you know.”
She swallows hard. “He… he said that there were some texts sent and threats made… and… and something about a m... m… million dollar ransom… and I told him that I don’t know anything about that!”
She’s clearly distressed but maintains good eye contact. She also blinks at a normal rate and completed the sentence with relative ease.
Whenever I look to someone and consider if they’re telling the truth, there are definitely signs.
Her heart rate is accelerated, but this could be from shock and adrenaline, not from lying.
She also looks genuinely perplexed by our line of questioning and why she’s tied up in the first place.
I think from what I know about Georgie, she is the type to squeal at the drop of a hat, and I think she would have done that the minute Rocco tied her hands behind her back.
I can feel Angelo and Marco’s eyes on me.
“That’s all right, Georgie. I’m sure that you’ve figured out by now that something big is going on where you’re directly involved.” I pause as she stares at me, hanging on my every word. “And we’re here to find the truth and get to the bottom of it. If you truly do not know anything about this, then you’ll be fine to answer our questions, won’t you?”
She nods and spares at glance at Angelo, then to Marco.
“I would never…” she begins. “I’d never do anything to jeopardize my job with Fortress Realty, I love working there… I don’t know what any of this is about, Marco.”
She starts to cry.
I look up at Angelo and shake my head twice.
She’s not lying.
Fucking Christ.
I am now beginning to seriously doubt Sloane’s handiwork in all of this. Could she actually be wrong?
“Untie her,” Angelo commands to Rocco, then he looks down at her. “This is provisional, Georgie. I’m giving you a chance here. I want to know everything you know.”
“I don’t know anything!” she cries, her face red and flushed. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
I touch her knee softly as she glances at me, hoping for salvation.
“There have been some photos sent to Angelo and a ransom with details of how Valentina will be harmed if we do not comply,” I say in a calm tone. “And all we need to find out now is how these texts got from your Wi-Fi signal to a burner phone and sent to me.”
She swallows hard again. “I… I don’t…” she trails off, her eyes darting down as she thinks.
As Rocco unties her, she brings her arms around to her front and begins to rub her wrists.
“Any little thing will help,” I encourage.
“He wouldn’t…” she begins.
I focus on her again. “Who wouldn’t, Georgie?”
“My… my boyfriend.”
Bingo.
