By the time the recording had stopped, Jeffrey looked like his head was in a guillotine, waiting for the ax to fall. He had no idea his private conversation with Sadie that day at the hotel bar was being recorded. He never once noticed anything out of the ordinary whenever they were together and wondered how he could have been so complacent, especially when Annika had her suspicions. Jeffrey remembered that night vividly because it was a few days after he found out Annika had removed his biometrics from the penthouse, and he had only complied with Sadie to get her off his back. Jeffrey never intended to drug Annika, but he knew his claims would fall on deaf ears.
“There’s plenty more where that came from, Mr. Hollands. As I said, I have more than enough evidence to convict you and Ms. Gal
