Anonymous POV
Sitting in my car, surrounded by darkness, I sipped on the last dregs of my coffee, thinking about the elusive Valentino family. Two days of my following them had yielded nothing, their every move was surrounded in mystery. Each time I had managed to followed them they seemed to disappear into thin air. Tonight, however, I had managed to tail them for six hours straight, ending up in front of the hotel Mrs. Valentino had entered.
Trying to get a few seconds head-start so she doesn’t know I’m following her, I hurriedly drained the last of my coffee, my senses on high alert as I got out of the car. Gently approaching the hotel, I pulled my cap lower, masking my face as I entered. My eyes scanned the lobby, searching for the distinct figure of Miss Valentino. I walked further
