Chapter 92

Down in the villa's parking lot, Howard and Alyssa had already reached the car. He settled her into the passenger seat, then took a locked case from the staff of Ferrell Group. He opened the case and saw the deep blue tanzanite and the pigeon blood ruby inside. "Alright." He nodded, confirming the handover. He watched the staff leave but held off on getting into the car. The Bugatti Centodieci idled quietly in place. Security held the reporters at a distance, but their long lenses still flickered with flashes. Howard glanced in their direction and took out his phone. He scrolled through his messages, his fingers moving until he opened the chat with Megan. Every other chat buzzed with messages, but Megan's chat remained silent. She still hadn't reached out. "Howard?" Alyssa called gently. She had opened the door and stood by the car, looking pale and delicate. "Was there a problem with the lots?" Howard slid the phone away, shook his head, and climbed into the car with the cas