Unlike last time, my desire to prove myself doesn’t take priority.
With a click of a button on my phone, I raise the alert that Aerin has vanished.
“You lost my sister?” Giacomo’s voice suddenly bellows from behind me and I turn with a flinch. “How the fuck could you lose her? I left her right here with you!”
His fist raises and I smoothly sidestep his punch while my phone erupts in my hand with the various security alerts that slide into place.
Security teams stationed in the area will leap into action and those with the know-how will start pouring through the streets in search of Aerin.
But it’s not enough.
This time I need to know what the hell I’m dealing with, never mind how someone found us again.
“You bastard!” Giacomo lunges at me again.
This time I let his fist connect with my shoulder, then I grab his wrist and jerk his arm up his back while slamming him face down on the nearest table. “Back off,” I snarl. “I don’t have time for your fucking tantrum right now, you hear me? Lunge at me again and you’ll be waking up in the fucking hospital.” With a final shove, I dart away from Giacomo and sprint through the crowd to the security box at the front door.
It takes a couple of furious minutes of yelling, but as soon as I name-drop Guido, I’m taken through the club to the security office at the back.
“It’s been six minutes,” I say while dialing Pidge’s number. “I need to see the cameras pointed at the tables from eight minutes ago.”
The small guy at the desk shoves his glasses up his nose and taps furiously on the keyboard.
A few agonizingly slow seconds later, the screens on the wall in front of me flash with the three cameras pointed at the tables just as Giacomo joins me.
“Have you found her?” he demands.
I ignore him while Pidge’s voice fills my ear.
“You’re calling because you miss me, right?”
“I lost her.”
Pidge snorts. “Wait, you’re serious?”
“I need your help.”
“Again? Seriously, how did you lose her again?”
“I don’t know. Listen, I just need you to—there!” I slap the guard on the shoulder and point at the screen. “That’s her. Fast forward until she leaves.”
Aerin sits at the table just like I last saw her, sliding her phone between her hands.
Ten seconds later, a tall man with dark hair walks up to her and leans close, whispering something into her ear.
His face is hidden by the cameras, but whatever he says to her makes Aerin immediately get up from the table.
As she follows him and walks off camera, her phone falls to the floor.
“Where’s the next camera?” I bark out.
“There’s nothing until the entrance.”
“Show me.”
He switches cameras and a few seconds later, Aerin walks onto the screen and immediately gets into a waiting black car with the stranger.
He glances over his shoulder, giving the camera a slight glimpse of his face, then he climbs inside and the car pulls away.
