Page 37 of The Devil's Revelation
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Guess my time is up. Now to make sure none of this comes back on me.
I head to my room, shut and lock the door, before I look at the phone in my pocket. I don’t dare risk anyone seeing me with it in the main room. Fuckers are nosy, and I don’t need Cryos looking on the cameras. As I look at Dmitri’s message I curse. Damn it. Apparently the connection has been made between the girl and the club, and I need to figure out a way to keep Dmitri in the dark.
If he finds out I’m lying, well, I’ll never be found again, and I have too much at stake to let that happen.
Instead, I give him a half truth.
Me: There was an Izzy that applied at the club’s shop a month ago, but the guys never gave her the job. Could be the same girl. Haven’t seen her in person though.
There. That’s close enough to keep him from being too suspicious.
Dmitri: She is not a regular at your club?
Me: No. I’d know if she was. Want me to check into her?
Dmitri: No. Be ready for the next shipment.
That’s the end of the conversation and I quickly take the SIM card out, smash it and the phone, and put them in the bag I keep in the hidden compartment behind my dresser. I grab a new burner and get it ready. I have this down to a science now, but there’s obviously something up with this Izzy girl.
Maybe Ishouldtake a look into her and figure out how much of a problem she’s going to be.
