"Or wanted to scare her off from digging into something." Xavier's jaw tightened. "Pull the cellar footage again. Before we breached. I want to see exactly how they were treating her, what they were saying."

Arturo pulled up the video on his tablet. The footage was grainy, shot from a security camera in the corner of the wine cellar. Kimberly sat on the floor, wrists bound, two guards playing cards nearby.

"Audio's not great," Arturo said, adjusting settings. "But I can clean it up."

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