Page 74 of Game of Love
It was the worst time for me to be snooping around, but also the best.
I spent the whole of last week figuring out everyone’s movements. A week, making it two weeks since I’d been on the job. Intel still maintained that Giovani had the prints.
It may have seemed like things were moving slow on my part but honestly it was good that I’d waited since Giovanni had shuffled everyone around in their duties. I had to wait for everything to calm down after the shooting.
He had three knights on the casino floor and the other two split between watching the hotel, watching Jia or accompanying him.
Everyone was doing a different job at different times of the day.
It didn’t escape me that I hadn’t been placed with Jia and there was a chance I wouldn’t.
All good, that just meant I was exactly where I needed to be. The castle with the vaults.
I was at the furthest end while Frankie and Vinny were in the courtyard.
I’d managed to hack into the Giovanni’s computer a few days ago and found a listing of inventory for some of the vaults in the Castle. There were a couple of vaults labelled miscellaneous. I’d figured that maybe it was to cover up what was inside. Like the prints. It would be a miracle if it was them.
Not having surveillance made it hard, but the listing was something to work with.
“Xander,” Wes stated, bringing me out of my thoughts. “Can you still talk?”
“For a few seconds.”
“Xander, I don’t like the messiness of this mission man.” He sighed and the static crackled in my ear.
“I hear you buddy.”
“It feels like we’re casting off relevant information at things that should be considered.”
I agreed. It didn’t help that when I’d reported back Giovanni’s suspicions over a terrorist group, Ethan was still adamant that we keep the focus on the mission and allow the other team to worry about everything else. To be honest I felt he was just scared. Scared to fuck things up.
“I think he’s just being careful,” I surmised, hoping it was the right thing to tell him.
“There is careful and there is stupid. Bro, you and I have been friends for years and I’m here but I’m not an agent like you. I don’t have to follow the lead. I’m only telling you this because you’re my bro and I wouldn’t want to run off and do shit without you knowing. But I can’t stand back and watch you fly into something blind. I trust myself and my instincts. Over the years we’ve learned to trust each other.”
“What are you going to do?”
“Do my own checking around.”
“Be careful Wes.”
“Always man. You too.” I just turned down the corridor for the vaults I’d wanted to check out. “We’ll talk later man,” I told him.
“Over and out.”
I figured I’d have half an hour tops, before Frankie and Vinny started wondering where I’d gotten to. I said I was going to do a full sweep of the place.
I made my way down the path as quickly as I could and got to the first section of vaults.
In the bigger section of the courtyard which was situated toward the front, Giovanni had panels with fingerprint access. This section seemed older so it had the standard turnstile number code panel that old school safes used.
The code was 5520 for this vault. I tapped it in and when the door opened I widened my eyes when I cast my gaze on a series of glass display cases holding diamonds. Fucking hell, this was what Giovanni classed as miscellaneous.
There was an easy million inside from what I could see from a glance. It was just a little less spectacular than looking at the crown jewels. Then again, I didn’t know what kind of diamonds they were. Some diamonds were so valuable that just one was worth a million.
Whatever they were, they were none of my concern. That from a thief. I guess I really did have some element of honor.
I closed the door and made my way to the next vault.
