"Hey, sometimes the simple plays work best." Leo sprawled back in his chair. "Speaking of which, wasn't this at Thompson's gathering?"
"Marcus Thompson?" I snorted. "Please. The man can barely coordinate his tie with his shoes, let alone orchestrate something like this. Besides, he needs my support for that merger next quarter."
"True. Would be pretty stupid to drug the guy whose signature he needs." Leo scratched his chin. "But what about his circle? That snake Samuel was hovering around all night."
"Samuel's all talk. He wouldn't risk his reputation on something this messy." I pulled up the footage again, scanning the faces. "No, whoever did this knew exactly what they were doing. They avoided every camera angle, timed it perfectly."
"Almost like they had inside help." Leo leaned for
