The doors of the master suite in the duplex condo clicked shut, and Victoria immediately sank to the floor, sliding down the floor. Her chest heaved as the sheer weight of the two-hour window pressed down on her.
The armed Torredo guard stood like a stone statue just outside the hallway, a reminder that their leash was short.
They still had no idea where Luca and Miller had been relegated to
"Hey, Victoria," Alex whispered, his voice flat, and entirely hollow as he wiped a stray smear of dried blood from his swollen lip. "I think it's time to send those files to Sabrina."
Victoria shot him a deadly look. "Are you fucking kidding me? We are in this mess in the first place because we messed with Cosgrove."
