She looked from him to Rainier, who lounged in the doorway. Beneath the old-man persona, she could see the lethal man he truly was.
“If there were several of them and well hidden, they couldn’t have done it. They had only minutes to search my suite for me. They entered directly behind me. I barely made it into my suite but had this overwhelming sense of danger, so I found a hiding spot and concealed myself. I wasn’t all the way inside it when I heard them talking. The one called Harold reminded the other one to hurry, that they only had a couple of minutes before the cameras were coming back on. I presumed he meant the security cameras in the hallway.”
“So, the cameras inside were already planted and they knew it and were jamming them as well as the ones out in the hall.” Zale turned another thoughtful look on Rainier. “We’re going to have to check our room for bugs, but for now, we don’t dare leave her alone. We’re in for a long night, at least until her friends show up, and five hours is a long time.”
“We need a rig for gear and clothes for the Airbnb we rented, so someone has to drive, but Raine could hook them up with a plane. Shabina might be able to as well,” Vienna said. “They’d be here fast.”
“Let me tell Sam what we need,” Zale said. “I don’t want you texting any of the women, just in case. I want you cleared as fast as possible. I’d rather you left immediately. I suppose I can’t talk you out of playing Wallin?” There was a hopeful note in his voice.
“Not on your life,” Vienna said. “I wanted to play him almost more than I wanted the money. In any case, if I win, I double my win at the table.”
“Do you think you have a chance?”
“There’s a possibility. I suspect he has a gift. Art does. I’m not certain Art is aware of it, but he does. Mine is developed and I work at it. I think Wallin has a different one and he works at it. That’s probably how he’s been such a successful businessman. I definitely want to play him.”