Chapter 865: Secrets and All
Rafael’s thoughts shifted as Kael’s words snapped him back to the present. Ahh. How had he forgotten about the danger he was in? The name Arabelle faded to the background, replaced by the weight of the danger he’d narrowly escaped.
"Did you find anything else?" Rafael asked, his tone sharp now, all traces of vulnerability gone.
Kael nodded, his gaze flicking between Rafael and the road ahead. "Since you mentioned that the bottle was already there, I asked Cai. Cai recognized the waiter who brought the bottle into the room. Cai didn’t think much of it because of course he had no attention of drinking it. But he did say the man looked nervous.
Anyway, the staff member was apprehended about thirty minutes ago at his home where he was already packing his bags but is now already being questioned."
Rafael’s brow furrowed as he processed the information. Kael was fast—Rafael had to give him credit for acting so swiftly. But that also meant the situation was spiraling faster than he anticipated. "And?"
Kael’s lips thinned. "The waiter is just a pawn—claims he didn’t know what was in the bottle. Says he was only told to deliver it to you. But he’s scared and was trying to run away, which makes me think he’ll crack soon."
Rafael leaned back in the seat, his fingers drumming against the armrest. "And the security team? Any mole from our side?"
Kael reached into the inner pocket of his coat and pulled out a folded sheet of paper, handing it to Rafael. "Here. This is the name and information of the security guard who was likely paid to pass along your details. We’ve been keeping tabs on him since the incident."
Rafael unfolded the paper, scanning the neat script. His eyes narrowed as he committed the name to memory: Matias Elric. It wasn’t a name he recognized, but it didn’t need to be.