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Zayden hadn’t heard Eliza mention Tracy earlier.
Now that he realized it was Tracy who got Naomi out, he fell silent.
“What is it?” Eliza asked.
“Wait here,” Zayden said after a moment. “She should be back soon. I’ll ask her for you.”
He pulled out a chair and set it across from him, gesturing for her to sit.
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Whether on purpose or not, he made sure to keep his distance, standing far from her instead of sitting nearby.
Eliza didn’t comment.
It made sense–they needed to avoid suspicion.
Not long after, Tracy returned to the hotel.
As she reached the hallway, she immediately noticed several unfamiliar bodyguards standing around.
“What are you doing here?” she snapped. “Who told you to block the hallway?”
Just then, Zayden opened the door.
When Tracy saw Eliza sitting inside, her expression soured immediately.
“So it’s you,” she said coldly as she stepped into the suite. “I was wondering who it could be.”
Her tone was filled with resentment.
“A man and a woman alone in a hotel room at night,” she added sharply, “Aren’t you worried about what people will say?”
She walked right up to Zayden and, as if claiming ownership, sat down beside him.
Eliza had no patience for Tracy’s jealousy or snide remarks.
She got straight to the point. “I went to the station. Did you bail Naomi out?”
“I did. What about it?” Tracy replied breezily. “She’s pregnant. Don’t you think you’re being a little heartless? If something happened to her in there, Tristan wouldn’t be happy.”
Eliza let out a small laugh. “So you’re saying I’m the one being unreasonable?”
“I wouldn’t go that far,” Tracy said with a shrug. “It was just a kidnapping attempt, She didn’t succeed. No need to throw her in jail over it. I’m doing a good deed for you. You should be thanking me.”
“I want her returned,” Eliza said flatly. “Are you going to hand her over or not?”
“Of course not.”
Tracy waved a hand dismissively. “Going after a pregnant woman–it’s a bad look for the Sue family. I’m- just thinking about your reputation. You don’t want people saying the Rivers family’s golden girl is ruthless
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and aggressive, do you?”
She was nearly spelling out her threat.
Zayden frowned.
“Tracy, this isn’t a game,” he said. “You should send her back”
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“Oh, so now you’re Mr. Virtue?” Tracy snapped. “First you pine for your ex, now you want to send her back to jail? Are you trying to be the hero on all fronts?”
She glanced at Eliza, then back at Zayden.
“I already let her out,” she said. “I’m the daughter of the Tames family. I bailed her out. If you want her back. go ahead and try.”
She didn’t intend to budge.
Eliza stood up.
Zayden moved, as if to stop her.
“No need,” Eliza said coolly. “I’ve got to find Naomi.”
Naomi was pregnant, and Nathaniel planned to use her unborn child to challenge Matteo’s position.
That meant Naomi couldn’t show up at the Hartwell residence and disrupt things.
This was part of the deal she’d made with Matteo. She had to see it through.
As she reached the door, Matteo had just stubbed out his cigarette.
“Where is she?” he asked.
“She wouldn’t say.”
“Then why didn’t you push?”
“If I could’ve gotten it out of her, don’t you think I would’ve?”
“Useless.”
Matteo threw the insult over his shoulder and started toward the door with his men.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” Eliza said. “Tracy was right about one thing–she’s the Tames family’s daughter. You can’t afford to cross her
Eliza could, because she had Tristan behind her.
But Matteo didn’t have that kind of support. If he stormed in and picked a fight with Tracy, she wouldn’t let it slide.
What Eliza couldn’t understand/was why Tracy would help Naomi at all.
They had no connection, and Naomi had nothing to offer her. Tracy had no reason to interfere.
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Matteo noticed her confused expression.
“Naomi doesn’t have many places she can go,” he said. “Just track one person, and we’ll find her
“Who?” Eliza asked.
Matteo gave her a look. “Your brain get slower lately?”
She blinked.
“Who else can Naomi call at a time like this?” he asked.
“Christian?”
In all of Westbrook, Naomi didn’t have many people she could rely on.
Christian was one of the few who had a past connection with her.
If Naomi wanted to stick around, she’d need a safe place to hide.
A hotel wouldn’t cut it.
She’d need a proper residence–something harder to trace.
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