That’s what made that thing so important.
Who makes such an effort to tuck something under a slab of wood?
Maybe it was half of it. Maybe it was a note. Whatever it was, they didn’t find the entire thing in Raven’s house, and now they operate under the assumption that anyone in her circle could have that thing.
They go through the information with a fine-toothed comb. They know she spends time at my place, Francisco’s place, and Alejandro’s place.
My teeth grit.
The fucker knows what’s going on.
He doesn’t care about that. What he really cares about is to make sure what he wants hasn’t traveled to some other place.
They couldn’t enter Alejandro’s place. Although a hotel room is not intruder-proofed. It’s just that there are more pairs of eyes, security cameras, and so on.
They’ve already risked a lot doing what they’ve been doing, but… I have to say, my father is grossly underestimating me.
His logic is flawless, though.
No matter what I suspect, there is nothing I can do as long as I don’t have that information.
As far as he’s concerned, things are under control. And they will stay the same if he gets to that thing first.
The rest of the story?
He doesn’t give a shit about it.