Claire's POV
The moment Justin was out of sight, I turned my attention to the distinguished gentleman who'd requested to speak with me. His appearance was striking—impeccably dressed in what was clearly a designer suit, with the confident demeanor of someone accustomed to power. This hardly matched the description of a mere detective that Maya's boyfriend supposedly was. Intrigued, I followed him to a secluded table in the hotel bar.
"I appreciate your time, Mr. Cody," I said, crossing my legs and getting straight to business. "What can I do for you?" My tone made it clear I wasn't easily intimidated.
He studied me for a moment before responding, "I don't believe I caught your name."
"Claire," I offered simply, waiting for him to reveal his intentions.
