#Chapter 330 Trust in Diana

Why would a stranger follow and take photos of Victor and me? It didn’t make sense. Besides Findlay, who knew we were in New Ripon? I had to know. Trying to keep my eyes on the man with the buzz cut, I followed him away from the dining room and through the lobby. It looked like he was heading for the main entrance, but when I got there, he was gone. I went outside onto the sidewalk and saw no sign of him. The sidewalk wasn’t crowded. I could see a block away in both directions. How did he disappear so quickly? The hotel doorman was talking to the valet in front of the entrance. Maybe they saw the man or knew who he was. “Excuse me,” I said to them. “Did you see a man a little shorter than me with a buzz cut come out of the hotel?” “No, ma’am,” the doorman said without looking at me. “I saw him.” The valet pointed down the street. “He jumped into a car that was waiting down there. Another man was driving when it took off in the other direction.” “Have you ever