From the corner of my eye, I watched as she slid the bottle back into the glove compartment and closed it.
“Are you sure everything you do is for me?” she asked, looking at me again.
“I’m sure, love. Even if...” I paused just as my phone rang.
What now?
“Saved by the bell,” she drawled.
“Sorry, baby.”
I glanced down at the console, half expecting it to be Julian. But it wasn’t. It was Min-Gi.Shit. I opened the console, grabbed my earbuds, and answered the call.
“Hello.”
“Boss, we’ve got a problem,” Min-Gi told me.
Another one?“What is it?”
“Chan let me know what occurred at the hotel site. We started the process of wiping the camera footage of the gravel pit that showed the bodies at the site and Louis being beaten by Julian Cattaneo. But we noticed that Noe was caught on camera at the hotel.”
“What? The cameras in the parking lot haven’t been set up yet, right?”
“Right. But she walked away from the car, into the line of the hotel’s camera.”
Shit. “Have you taken care of it?” I asked.
“We’re working on it now. I’ll text you when it’s all done. But there’s no way of knowing whether your grandfather has viewed the footage or not. He shouldn’t have looked at it that quickly. But, since we’re on high alert, I wanted to let you know about it.”
“Thanks. Let me know when it’s taken care of.”
“Will do. Chan is still following you all from a safe distance,” he added.
I glanced into the rearview mirror. A few cars back, I spotted the black van.Chan.
“Also, the restaurant you’ve chosen has been reserved. Only you and Noe will eat there this morning. The rest of the diners will be our people,” Min-Gi told me.
I returned my eyes to the road. “Thanks. Keep me updated on the situation.”
“Okay, boss.”
I ended the call and placed the earbuds back in the console.Those damn cameras.How had I forgotten about them? I should’ve made sure she didn’t walk within their view. There was no reason for Grandfather to be looking at that footage.
The hotel wasn’t even open yet. If the team erased everything, there’d be nothing for him to see.Hopefully. But hope was for those who deserved it. I didn’t, so I had to be prepared in case the worst happened.
“Something wrong?” Noe asked.
I looked her way, plastering a smile on my face. “Work issues.”
“Do you want to talk about it?”
I would love to talk about it with her. I’d love her help. But with her memory gone, there was no way I could tell her that my employee dumped bodies at my Bak Boutique Hotel site, and now I was allowing him to be buried alive there and returning those bodies to the office of the person who’d murdered them. Yeah, I couldn’t say that.
“It’s okay,” I told her. “I want to forget about work and focus on you this morning.”
She stared at me for a while as I drove. I knew she wanted to say something, I was just waiting for her to speak up.
“But will you be able to focus on me with work matters weighing you down?” she asked.