At the hotel…
Nathaniel and Wade sat watching the surveillance footage.
"Show the video from the lobby outside the lounge," Wade instructed the security staff. He glanced at Nathaniel. "I'm certain the camera there has captured him."
The guard shifted uncomfortably. "I'm sorry, sir, but the camera in that area isn't working."
"What?" Nathaniel snapped with disbelief. "Such a luxurious hotel, and you can't even maintain proper surveillance?" He jumped to his feet, his face contorting in rage, ready to lash out.
"Please, Mr. Grant, calm down," Wade said quickly, grabbing his arm to hold him back. "Let me handle this."
Nathaniel pulled free with a sharp shrug, fury etched across his face as he turned aside, resting his hands on his hips.
Wade focused back on the guard. "Not every camera is broken, right? Pull up the footage outside the banquet hall and the hallway leading to the exit. The man couldn't have vanished into thin air. He must have walked out."
