I narrowed my eyes. Remy shook his head and chuckled.
“Can we return to the topic at hand?” Remy asked. “Mya isn’t here, and Dagor is MIA.”
Remy’s phone rang. He answered it with his standard, “Remy.”
“She’s there? Can you double check and make sure?”
I smiled. Mya was at the casino and safe. David and Sergio could sort out Dagor, and I could have a margarita with Mya and trash-talk Fiona.
“Keep tabs on her. I’ll check in again.” Remy ended the call. “Catarina is in the casino, but not Mya.”
“How’s that possible?” I asked. “How could Catarina be kidnapped and then walk into the casino only hours later?”
“We know she wanted the trophy since she took it from you, but I don’t understand why she would want it,” David said.
“She’s working for Pierre, the French guy. How much is the trop
