It didn't take a wise person to know that Sarah was in that van. Of course, she was in good company.
I handed the keys to the valet parking attendant and entered the bar in search of my sister in the private room assigned to the Lancasters. I found her with Mike, who was saying God knows what to her, with a visibly upset red face.
"Can you tell me what's going on? Has Sarah apologized to you?" I asked Gina, but she didn't seem willing to answer. She sat on the couch with her arms crossed and without looking at me.
"Alexander, follow me." Mike said, realizing that Gina wasn't going to say a word. Something was wrong with my sister, that was more than evident.
I followed Mike, who guided me to the security room on the ground floor.
"Can you tell me what's happening? Did you demand an ap
