At two in the morning, I got back to my apartment.
My phone buzzed once.
Colton was losing it in the group chat.
"Ximena lands tomorrow afternoon. Has anyone found Blake yet? Somebody say something!"
Yates replied with a voice message, still furious.
Miles sent me a private message.
Miles: Whatever is happening at the hotel needs to end by tomorrow afternoon.
I stared at that sentence for a long time.
'What does he mean by end?'
'Did he know?'
'How much did he know?'
I didn't sleep that night.
The next afternoon, I still went to Stanton Villa.
The butler told me Yates and Miles were in the study. I went to the kitchen for a glass of water, but when I passed the study on my way back, I noticed the door was left slightly ajar.
Their voices slipped through the gap.
Yates was sp
