Now I understood.
Avoidance wasn’t a flaw.
It was his method of survival.
“What changed?” I asked.
Mark wiped blood from his mouth.
“Mateo sent me a file before he disappeared.”
Ana froze.
“What file?”
“A list of guests Victor had targeted.”
“Why didn’t you give it to police?”
“There was a detective’s name in it.”
“Which detective?”
“Paul.”
Ana’s face changed.
“That’s who took Mateo’s missing-person report.”
Mark nodded.
“I didn’t know who to trust.”
“So you did nothing for 11 months?”
“No.”
He looked at me.
“I contacted a federal investigator three weeks ago.”
My anger faltered.
“Then why come here?”
“They needed the original server. Victor keeps it off the network now.”
