She backed away slightly. She didn’t like the cast in her eye.
“I have no idea how he found you.”
“To find me, he must have found you.”
Valentina’s arm shot out and grabbed her wrist. “How did he know where you were?”
“You’re hurting me,” Jade said, yanking her arm free.
Valentina kept looking at her, but suddenly her expression changed. “Your suitcase!”
She briskly walked out of the room and down the stairs. Jade followed along, but lagged far enough behind to stay out of her reach. She went through the ground floor and up into the East Tower, to the bedroom.
Glancing around the room, she spotted her suitcase. She picked it up and threw it on the bed, then began rifling through it, unzipping pockets, roughly pulling items out, tossing them this way and that. The little wind-up turk
