‘Where’s Daisy?’
I frown and glance at my phone. It looks like she hasn’t read the message I sent. ‘Maybe she fell asleep.’
‘I’ll go check on her,’ Mav says, heading to the door. ‘You guys should look at the cameras. Maybe they picked up whoever is fucking with us.’
I nod and pull up the camera feeds on my phone. Two of them overlook the wall where the vent is. I watch from multiple angles, but at no point does anyone tonight crouch down and appear to be messing with it.
‘The cameras got nothing. They must have done itwhile the contractors were in and out before the new system was installed. Could have been anyone,’ I snarl in frustration, hearing my phone crunch a little in my fist just as Mav throws open the cellar door.
‘She’s not down there!’
‘What?’
Shade and I follow him back downstairs, taking the steps as fast as we can.
‘Look everywhere,’ Shade commands and we go through the whole cellar.
‘She said she was down here,’ I mutter as I check the bathroom and the other rooms.
‘Daisy?’ Mav calls, looking in our Dark Lounge, but there’s no answer.
A horrible feeling starts to crawl through me as we search room by room, and she isn’t in any of them. She isn’t anywhere. I find her phone in the hallway on the floor.
‘She messaged us. She has to be here,’ Mav says. ‘Everything was locked up tight. She wouldn’t have left the bunker without telling us, and not without her phone.’
My heart in my throat, I get my laptop from the bedroom and power it up quickly, bringing up all the cameras, and the security door data from tonight on a screen bigger than my phone.
‘Did you come downstairs after the alarms went off?’ I ask Shade as I look at the activity from the past few hours.
He shakes his head. ‘The only time I was down here tonight was after the club opened. You were here with me.’
‘This doesn’t make sense,’ I mutter, looking at the time stamps. ‘Your old phone was used to unlock the cellar door while we were still down here about a minute before the alarms went off.’
‘I use my keycard to open the doors,’ he says,watching the computer over my shoulder. ‘I destroyed my old phone when Daisy moved into the hotel, same as you. It doesn’t exist anymore.’
He stares at the screen. ‘I didn’t even know it was on the new system.’
‘It’s not. It was flagged, but the override code was keyed in.’
‘Who has that?’ Mav snarls.
‘Us. Dom. The bar staff. That’s it.’
Mav stands and makes for the door. ‘I’ll ask Sandy if she gave it to anyone.’
I let out a breath, trying to figure out what is going on. Where is our girl?
‘Seventy minutes ago, Daisy’s phone was used to unlock one of the doors to the tunnels.’
‘That’s only a minute after she said she was down here, and not to worry. Why would she leave?’
‘Someone was down here,while we were down here, and they have your phone, Shade.’
‘Ihave my phone,’ he growls angrily, presenting it in his hand for me to see.
‘A clone of your old one then,’ I say impatiently, standing up. ‘That would explain how the stalker was able to manipulate the cameras in the KIP house so easily, always being one step ahead. The virus. How many times have we messaged sensitive shit to each other that this asshole was reading? Who would have been able to get a hold of something like that? When would they have even?—’
‘I don’t know,’ Shade interrupts. ‘But Daisy is gone, and he was down here. She’s in danger.’
