"Come in."
Lima respectfully led them up to the third floor, opening the door to a private room. As Sebastian walked past, Lima gave him a quick, discreet once-over.
'This must be the owner of that credit card Red Hat found,' Lima thought. His club hadn't had any recent run-ins with strangers, especially not wealthy ones—except for last night.
'Red Hat has shown me the woman's photo, and this man looks nothing like her, so he isn't her brother, and definitely not her father. Lover, maybe? Or is there a financial connection?'
Lima's gaze lingered on the blonde's graceful figure, but he couldn't piece it together.
"What would you like to drink?" he asked with a courteous, almost servile smile as Sebastian took a seat.
"Sit," Sebastian said, gesturing with his chin for Lima to take the
