Ella's POV.

“Are you kidding? Come on, you know Fred. My friend that works at the Lunar Crest?”

She stared at me, rubbing her forehead as though she couldn’t believe I’d forgotten.

“The waiter guy, Ella! Remember?”

“Oh! Right.” I nodded. “But what does he have to do with this?”

Sylvie leaned closer, lowering her voice. "I ran into him in the lobby when I came to pick you up. Turns out, he was working the morning shift yesterday… and he was one of the waiters that served your mystery man.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, but he doesn’t know the guy’s name. Actually, nobody does.”

I frowned. “Then how does Fred know...