Isabella raised her tear-stained face. "Marco is going to investigate. He's going to interrogate all the bartenders, all the waiters. Someone's going to..."
"I'll take care of it." Enzo's voice was hard. "The waiter will be dealt with. The security footage will be handled. But you need to maintain the story I just gave you."
"How did I get out of the building?" Isabella's voice was shaking. "Marco locked it down. His men were at every exit. How do I explain...."
"You were already outside when everything happened. You left early. Felt unwell. Catarina can confirm." Enzo looked at the other woman. "Can't you?"
Catarina nodded slowly. "Yes. We left before the incident. Went straight to the hotel."
"But Marco will know that's not true," Isabella said desperately. "He had eyes on me all night. He'll know I was inside when Eve collapsed."
