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How the fuck could this happen under our own noses?
It strikes me the words Marco used only a few days ago, when he feared the perpetrator of all the shit that’s gone down was right in front of us.
Maybe he has been all along, and he’s just hidden it well.
Angelo hovers over the security personnel sitting at the control room. The guy is sweating buckets at having us all in one small space, standing over him.
“Rewind it back to when the girls all left Flutes,” Angelo instructs.
I pace back and forth while the guy fumbles from the pressure, clenching my fists by my sides and trying not to explode in front of everyone.
“There!” Enzo says, as everyone looks toward one of the large monitors in front of us. Sure enough, we see the girls all hugging and saying goodbye as they walk down the pathway back toward the casino.
There are multiple screens with all different camera angles. The women are gathering up Mia’s gifts, and I see Sage wave goodbye as she heads toward the elevators.
Marco, who’s closest, taps the screen. “Follow her.”
The technician clicks a few buttons and, suddenly, they’re all pointing at Sage.
My heart leaps.
Why is she not using the private elevator?
She steps into the elevator and the doors start to close. I’m unable to take my eyes away as I stare at her on the screen. Then, a man slips inside, and from every fucking angle, there is no picture of his face.
“Find out where that fucking elevator went!” I bellow.
Rocco places his hands on Sloane’s shoulders as everyone stands in silence for a moment while the inside of the elevator still shows Sage facing the man. It flickers on and off for a few moments.
“Right here,” Sloane says. “Is where the breach was attempted.”
It makes it nice and convenient we can’t see the guy’s fucking face, and he’s standing at an angle which doesn’t show it.
He swipes a hotel card and reaches over, pressing the Ground Level floor, and he slowly turns to face Sage.
My heart beats so fast in my chest that I’m sure everyone can hear it.
Who the fuck is that?
He steps toward her, and I see her step back.
“Who the fuck is this?” Angelo shouts, making the IT guy jump in his seat. “Get another fucking angle on him!”
“I can’t, Mr. Medici,” the technician says, clicking around furiously. “He knows where the cameras are.”
“Il Diavolo,” Marco says. “In our hotel?”
“We could be jumping to conclusions,” Dante tries to reason. “Just because he’s in the elevator with Sage, doesn’t mean that it’s Il Diavolo.”
“Who is it, then?” I snap at him. “A fairy fucking godmother?”
“We need to trace her cell,” Marco says, standing.
“Already did. They found it in the elevator.” Sloane looks at me with tears in her eyes. Then, she sobers for a moment. “Wait, does Sage have a pager?”
I nod. “Yes.”
She clicks her fingers. “I’ll be right back. I need to get to my computer.”
