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“You did a great job with the band,” I said to Rafael.

“Thanks, but I’ll be happier when we figure something out.”

“There! Pause it!” I pointed my finger at the screen. “It’s him. It’s Santino.”

Rafael pressed a few buttons to zoom in on the image. Santino was sitting at a table in what looked like the VIP area. A blonde was sitting on his lap. Three men were right next to him, and two more behind him. The latter were probably his guards.

“Can you identify them?” I asked.

“Let’s see.” Rafael lifted his phone. “I’ll run our facial recognition system. It has that database we managed to steal from the cops too.”

“Look at his stupid unsuspecting face.” I glared at the image of laughing Santino.

He was enjoying himself, thinking he owns the world.

Stupid fucker.

“I got them!” Rafael said. “We already know about two of them, but the rest are new.”

“And the girl? He seems to be into her.” I leaned forward and pressed the play button again.

Santino groped her under her dress, and he didn’t even bother to hide it.

“She’s not in the database. Probably just some random girl.”

“Find out who she is.”

“I will.”

I wanted to know more about the girl. If she was with Santino, she might know things. Getting to her might be easier, unless he had her with him all the time.

But maybe he didn’t care that much about her. I doubted he cared about anyone other than himself.

Still, once I had more info, I’d decide what to do next. Maybe the girl could lead to something or maybe not.

“Um, actually, I found her online,” Rafael said. “She has an Instagram account.”

“Show me.”

He brought up the profile so I could see it. “It doesn’t look like she’s Santino’s lover or anything. Probably just his girl for the night.”

“Maybe. But look at these photos. Her profile says she’s a hairdresser. Why is there a private plane in the background? How did she get to that beach? I think he’s taken her somewhere.”

Rafael squinted at the photos. “You’re right. I haven’t even thought about it. So she might be more to him. Do you think she knows anything?”

“Hard to say. But find out where she lives. If she’s with him, it’ll be impossible to get to her. But if he’s playing some game and pretending he’s a regular businessman, we might be able to do something.”

He nodded.

“I need some time to think.” And what better place to do that than my war room?

Maybe Luca wouldn’t even be there. Last time Rafael had mentioned him, Luca had been busy playing video games in the game room.

I rushed to the room, and when I burst inside, I stopped dead in my tracks. Luca was strolling from the bathroom to the bed.

And he was completely naked, his hair still wet from the shower.

Oh fuck.