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“You people hold on. I’m making another call.”

I looked over at Russell and shook my head. Code was right—for a man who was a genius with computers, he was seriously stupid.

“What, why are you shaking your head?” Russell asked as he glared at me.

“Wipe your chin,” I told him.

“I’m back.” Code’s voice was even more terse. “The good news is, Viktor has no idea what hotel you’re in. Jase and I will be there in forty-five minutes. Sit tight. Russell, if you do one goddamned thing with your computer and the deepfakes, I will personally rip out your intestines and feed them to you. Are we clear?”

“I’ll make sure he doesn’t touch his computer,” Sophie spoke up. She then marched over to Russell’s computer, powered it down, and shoved it into her tote bag, then went to our tiny balcony and set it out there where it couldn’t be seen.

“Russell will have to come through me to get to his computer, and he’ll lose that fight.”

“Good.” Code said with satisfaction.

“I have some training,” I said. “Natasha Blade can take him down after Sophie’s done with him.”

I heard Jase chuckle in the background.

“I’ll be there soon, Katherine.” Code’s voice was soft. “Promise me you’ll stay safe.”

“I promise,” I whispered.

I took my phone off speaker, and realized I was almost out of battery.

Dammit.

I got up so I could rifle through my bag to find the charger as I called Angelica back.

“Thank God you called!” Angelica shouted. I pulled the phone away from my ear. “Have you seen the pictures?”

I swung around and stared at Russell in horror. “You posted the video,” I breathed out the words. “Why?”

“What are you talking about?” Russell looked confused.

“Kit, that’s not what I’m talking about. I’m talking about Instagram.”

“What about Instagram? Angie, you’re not making sense.”

“Someone posted a picture of you in the lobby with the name of the hotel right behind you. Premier Lodge of Knoxville. It was clear as day.”

Damn!

“When did it post?”

“Twenty minutes ago. I have an alert for you and some of my other friends. You’re supposed to be hiding, right? You need to leave.”

I looked over at Russell and Sophie. Both of them looked panicked from my side of the conversation. “Jase and Code will be here in forty-five minutes. The Russian isn’t going to be looking at my Instagram account, don’t worry.”

“I’m telling you, you’ve got to move.”

“I’m calling Code.”

“Good.” The line went dead.

“What’s going on?” Sophie demanded to know.

“One of the people in the lobby must have snapped just a picture of me, and posted it on Instagram. It was when I was standing under the hotel sign. Angelica is worried that Viktor will see it, and know I’m here.”