His gaze fixed on Hannah, cold and calculating. “Help me out, and you’ll get a third of our earnings. Stick with me, and whether it’s for the Compton family or yourself, I’ll make sure you’re living it up on the Queen Elizabeth.”
Hannah’s lips curled into a half-smile. “Deal. Just don’t double-cross me.”
Rodrigo chuckled and said, “I’m a man of my word, always have been.”
As Hannah rose to leave with Winston, Rodrigo called out, “Miss Moore, someone will fetch you at the start of tonight’s event.”
Once she was gone, his smile vanished.
He summoned his crew, his eyes icy. “Find out everything about Hannah Moore. Wallace values her. Be thorough.”
“Yes, Mr. Wilde!”
In the elevator, Winston turned to Hannah. “Why are you teaming up with him?”
Hannah glanced at him, replying, “I thought you wouldn’t ask, especially after you defended me earlier.”
“The Queen Elizabeth is outside our family’s reach. Plus, it’s the Lyons Group dealing with money this time. There’s no upside for you here. You get that, right? Even though it’s international waters and the laws are lax, our boss would never let you get mixed up in something so shady.”
Hannah replied calmly, “You know I’m not after the money Laundering.
Rocco eavesdropped on Wilde. He’s here for illegal drugs.”
Winston, frowning, countered, “It’s not our concern. With so many groups on board, a direct clash with Wilde is risky. He’s got more connections than us. Even revealing our Compton family ties might not get us off this ship safely.”
Winston said, “Miss Moore, just a reminder, meddling in their illegal drug trafficking is risky. Plus, we’re not part of Interpol, so getting involved in too much isn’t wise. It’s better if you don’t stir up a fuss over it.”
With a casual shrug, Hannah replied with a smile, “Sure, I have no plans to interfere with his illegal drug dealings, but…”
This involved Bryson, and she needed to get to the bottom of it.
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“But what?” Winston inquired, casting a probing glance at her.
Hannah shook her head and responded, “I’ll fill you in when I get a chance. For now, let’s head back.”
Meanwhile, Caleb had returned to the cabin after gathering some information.
Since Hannah had tended to Bryson’s injury, he was feeling somewhat better. A good night’s sleep had even broken his fever.
As Caleb entered, Bryson was sitting up in bed, gazing out the window, lost in thought.
“Mr. Mitchell.”
Bryson looked over and asked, “Did you discover anything?”
Caleb began, “My findings show that the passengers here are mostly gang leaders from Newfort. And the Lyons Group’s heir… He’s also on this ship.”