“And you thought bringing me was a good cover?”
“Our anniversary gave me a reason to book the suite.”
“You used me.”
“I was trying to protect you.”
“You brought me into a hotel run by blackmailers.”
“If I came alone, Victor would know.”
“So you made me bait.”
“No.”
“Then what was I?”
Mark couldn’t answer.
A bell rang above the elevator.
Someone was coming down.
Ana cut the ties around Mark’s wrists.
“Argue later.”
The elevator numbers changed.
Five.
Four.
Three.
Ana handed me the gun.
