# THOMPSON-HAYES: BLOOD MONEY
## Chapter Twelve — Victor Sloane in the Room
Victor Sloane had chosen the restaurant. That told her something.
It was on West Sixth — the kind of place that had been designed to feel important, all dark wood and dim lighting and tables far enough apart that conversations stayed private. The kind of restaurant where powerful people conducted business they did not want to be seen conducting, which meant the staff had been trained not to see anything and the other diners had been trained not to look.
Mia arrived two minutes early. She got there before he did because she always got there before the other person, which meant she got to see them walk in. That was information.
Nathan had advised against this meeting. He had said it quietly, once, without pushin
