This time of night, the hotel lobby was utterly empty; distant noises from the direction of the beach indicated the Christmas party was in full swing. The desk was unmanned.
Sebastian’s phone vibrated in his pocket. He tapped the earpiece to answer Jay’s call. “Where’s Yun?”
“In his room,” Jay replied. “He’s watching something on his laptop. No sign of Tate yet.”
If they were lucky, they’d have the cold wallet in hand before Tate returned and made his move against Yun.
Sebastian reached the staff-only door and tapped the emulator against the reader. The lock beeped; he propped the door open with his foot. “The cameras are down, right?”
There was a pause. “What?”
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