I look around the room. The other men stand guard, looking like they aren’t listening, nor do they care to. Even though there are other people in the room, it does feel like it’s just me and Saccone. “It still doesn’t explain why you kidnapped me and took me to your hotel. You could have just come over and asked for me.”

“And your boyfriend would not have killed me the moment I walked through those doors? Come on.” He leans forward. “Do you know that he was deliberately keeping you away from me?” He takes my silence as acquiescence. “Yes. Unfortunately, he thought he could use you as a...