CLAYTON POINT OF VIEW.

I hated to have to do that, but I was left with almost no choice. Earlier that day, before Nadine arrived, I had sent the butler on a small errand. He was to follow Nadine around, and come back to me with information of her whereabouts. He came back about thirty minutes later, telling me that Nadine had gone to meet someone in the hotel. He also confirmed that this someone was my elder brother, Enzo.

"Shit," I said on the phone to him. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, sir," he ...