At 1 a.m., the two of them crossed paths at the stairwell.  

Mariah casually waved the slip of paper in her hand, glancing around her surroundings. "So, you knew my place was bugged?"  

Vanessa gave a slight nod.  

"You went through all this trouble. What do you want to say?"  

"There might be issues in the stock market," Vanessa replied calmly.  

Mariah remained silent, her sharp eyes studying her closely. "Evidence?"  

Vanessa spread her hands. "None. I only pieced it together on ...