The room was small, so it didn’t take long for them to find the hidden passage leading down to the lower-level guest room.
The fresh cut along the concrete edge was obvious that it was newly made. But if someone had really cut through reinforced concrete, the noise should have been massive. How had no one heard it?
Not the bodyguards outside the door. Not even Richard, resting in the room next door.
There was only one explanation: the passage had been pre-built. And someone inside the hotel had helped make it happen.
Justin’s eyes turned sharp. He came to the same conclusion immediately and ordered Sam to gather all hotel staff and place them under control. He didn’t care anymore if this exposed Haley’s identity to the rest of the Yates family.
“Lock down the hotel. Now.”
“Yes, Mr. Yates.”
“William,” Justin added coldly, “go to the control room and pull the security footage—start from right after lunch.”
His mind was on high alert, every nerve stretched taut. And yet he forced
