Summer walked out of the revolving restaurant.
Raine was typing a message on her phone under the table. She pressed 'send' as she finished writing.
She did it discreetly, so neither Jazz nor Yvette had noticed it. She got up and excused herself to the washroom.
As she left, he gave Mark a meaningful look.
While looking at the dark-red mahogany bracelet on his wrist, Mark felt his phone vibrating in his pants pocket. He fished it out and took a look.
Raine sent him a short and concise text message.
'See you in front of the washroom.'
Mark put the phone back quietly with an impassive face, pushed the chair back a little, and got to his feet.
"Where are you going, Mark?" Jazz asked after taking a sip of red wine.
"I must have had too much water and need to take a leak," Mark said with a magnetic voice as he went.
He had disappeared out of the door before his voice trailed off.
But Jazz and Yvette had sensed nothing wrong with
the surrounding atmosphere.
In front of the washroom.
Raine was pacing back and forth, her face grave, as if something was bothering her.
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