me.”
Alessandro stopped.
Good.
I continued.
“If there is a legal need to contact him, my attorney does it.”
Victoria nodded.
“Correct.”
Alessandro looked irritated with himself.
“I’m adjusting.”
Despite everything, I almost smiled.
Then I turned back to Victoria.
“You knew I worked here while carrying Mia into the building.”
“No.”
“What?”
“I knew you were assigned here.”
“But not the baby?”
“No.”
“You didn’t see security reports?”
“I stopped receiving them after Alessandro took full residential control.”
He looked toward Anthony.
“True?”
“Yes.”
“So the person who knew I was David’s former partner did not know Mia was hidden upstairs.”
“No.”
“And Alessandro knew Mia was hidden upstairs but knew nothing about David.”
“Correct.”
The whole thing became less sinister and more absurd.
Separated information.
Old systems.
People making unilateral decisions to “protect” others.
The same pattern again.
“Why was my application marked possible Duca connection?”
“Because of
