“What did he say?”
Jodie strode over to Guinevere, who was sitting by the poolside staring blankly at the deep blue. It took her awhile to find her, and by then, Jodie knew Wayne had long gone.
“Nothing,” Guinevere replied.
“He didn’t say anything at all?”
“He wouldn’t answer my questions.”
“Well, at least we know he’s fine.”
“He didn’t mention anything to you?”
“No. And I don’t expect him to tell me anything unless I’m involved.”
Guinevere looked up at Jodie. Her thoughtful expression replaced with apprehension.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“I wasn’t implying anything.”
“I wasn’t either.”
It was true. Jodie wasn’t implying anything, but Guinevere’s sudden defensive response reminded her of the thing she didn’t know about.
“Are you sure? Because-“
“We should check in with Matthias,” Guinevere interrupted. And without another word, she stalked off.
When Jodie and Guinevere arrived at the van, Zach and Matthias were already scrutinizing the footage. They played back the ballroom scene for the two of them and narrated as the seconds ticked by. Jodie had witnessed the fiasco in person. Yet somehow, the scene played out differently from a different angle.
Mrs Lee was seated beside Mr Lee, oblivious to what was about to happen next. She reached for her wineglass and took a sip when the ballroom doors swung open. In came the detectives followed by Wayne and the clubhouse security. Instantaneously, everyone rose to their feet and began their murmurs. Mr Lee demanded an explanation, and the detectives waved their warrant. They reached for Mrs Lee, but she flung her arms in defence. For a few seconds, the detectives and security tussled. Then the detectives took a step back and warned them about resisting arrest. The Lees had no choice and Mrs Lee unhappily gestured for the detectives to take the lead. As she stalked out of the ballroom, so did her entourage.
At the second replay, which Guinevere requested, Jodie watched where Wayne had been. He stood behind and away from the commotion. The detectives paid little attention to him. And that was a good sign. He wasn’t going to lose his position and he wasn’t going to prison. At least Jodie had one less thing to worry about.
“This is all Wayne’s doing,” Matthias deduced.
Guinevere shifted uneasily on her stool.
“Matthias is right. He’s fine. You’re fine,” Jodie said.
“It’s not over yet. Zach is still a target,” Matthias replied.
“Did any of you manage to call Richard?” Zach asked.
Guinevere was the first to retrieve her phone to make the call. A few seconds later, she shook her head.
“It’d be great if kept us updated,” Zach said.
“It’d be great if I wasn’t left out of the loop,” Jodie added.
Before anyone could naively ask what she meant, Guinevere abruptly stood and bumped her head into the top of the van. Cursing under her breath, she shuffled past Jodie to the exit.
“You alright?” Zach asked.
“It’s late and I’m tired. I’ll talk to you guys tomorrow,” Guinevere replied, as she hastily hopped off the van.
“We’re all tired. We should call it a night,” Matthias said.
Zach nodded and excused himself. He left as quickly as Guinevere did. Unfortunately for him, he’d have to sprint to get away from Jodie. That is if Jodie wanted to confront him again. It was at least a twenty-minute walk to the nearest bus stop.
Turning to Matthias, Jodie asked, “We have footage of the main foyer, right?”
“Can I have a look?”
Matthias shrugged and pulled up the said footage while the shareholder dinner was in session. Either he was playing dumb or his brain was too tired to decipher Jodie’s intentions. Which was hard to believe.
“Rewind it to an hour before the dinner,” Jodie said.
“I need to check on something.”
Oddly, Matthias did as he was told. He rewound past Zach’s encounter with Mr Lee’s assistant and only stopped when Jodie told him to. He was obviously not going to confess without being asked.
“Do you mind?” Jodie asked, gesturing at the controls.
“Sure. What do you intend to find?”
“I don’t know.”
As the footage rolled, Jodie slowed it down to when Zach bumped into Mr Lee’s assistant. Zooming in to where the two made contact, Jodie spotted Zach’s hand brushing past the assistant’s pocket. Unfortunately, the camera wasn’t at an angle to capture the act clearly.
“What are you looking for?” Matthias asked.
Jodie turned to Matthias and smirked. To think she even had a drop of slyness in her blood was laughable. At least now she knew. Trusting Matthias was impossible, but there wasn’t much of a choice to begin with. The only thing she could do was hope he’s a good person.
“Nothing,” Jodie said. “I’m calling it a night. Thanks.”
Exiting the van, Jodie glanced at her watch. Zach left ten minutes ago, and Jodie could still catch him before he got on the bus. Would he cave and tell her what she needed to know? Or should she turn around and ask Matthias for an answer? Matthias might lie but he might also see no reason to if asked. Jodie had to choose.
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