I turn back to the computer and start looking for evidence.An hour and a half later, I slap my palm down on the desk.“Gotcha!”
Clicking print, I gather all the documents and put them in a clear folder.I’m ready for the meeting tomorrow.
Wait a minute.
Suddenly, an idea comes to me.I pull out my phone and message Emily.
Hey girl, are you still at the gala?
I know she was helping Amanda and the team tonight, so she’ll be able to tell me if they were there.I know I should wait until the morning, but my Mexican blood is running hot.
Victor is a traitor and is threatening my job.
My mother’s life.
No way.I will not let him do this.
For all I know, he’s up to something tonight.Mr.Remington needs to know.
I grab my bag and race downstairs, hailing a cab.I give the driver directions as I fix my makeup and check my outfit.My black A-line dress isn’t exactly black-tie appropriate, but at least I’m not in jeans or my pajamas.
Surely once Mr.Remington learns what I know, my job will be safe.Emily can back me up.
I throw a twenty-dollar bill at the driver and climb out when we arrive at the venue.“Thanks!”
Checking my phone one more time, I see Emily still hasn’t replied.
I’ll find her when I get inside.
Presenting my corporate identification, I get through security with a breeze, then stand in the doorway looking around.I see the top of Sebastian’s head as I begin to make my way into the crowd.He’s tall enough to spot easily.
When I get closer, his arms are wrapped around a woman.His mouth drops to kiss—
What the fuck?
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
