Harold's POV
Alistair gestured sharply, sending his team to secure positions around the hotel's rear exit and parking areas. Hugo's face was etched with worry, his anxiety unmistakable. The Bailey family usually handled issues quietly, without deploying their full security detail. But I'd come prepared for war this time.
"Dad, Federico's at the hospital with Patty!"
Dario had finally tracked down Federico's location.
——
Lucky for them, the hospital had Troy family backing, so Dario quickly contacted them and demanded they get Federico on the phone immediately.
With just minutes remaining, Hugo faced the line of black-suited bodyguards as he took Federico's call. The second he answered, he erupted: "You little punk, tell me the truth—what kind of mess have you gotten into now?"
