Page 57 of Pervade London
“Where were you when this happened?”
“The Biltmore. James came to our hotel room.”
“When?”
“Wednesday night. I mean, Thursday morning at two A.M.”
“Where did they go?”
“Don’t know. I haven’t seen Xander since.” I bit my lip, deciding not to tell her that wasn’t his real name.
“Has he contacted you?”
“No.”
She paused, tapping her finger on the file as though mulling over what I’d told her. “How have you been feeling lately, Emily?”
I shook my head. “I can’t believe this is happening.”
“How have you been coping with things?”
“It’s hard, but I’ve been managing.”
“Have you experienced any depression, or any mental health issues?” She threw in a smile. “It’s a question I have to ask, you understand.”
“Sure. No, I’m fine.”
She seemed to be waiting for a confession.
“Look, this really happened. You have to find Xander.”
“To clarify, your boyfriend Xander Rothschild left with…?”
“James Ballad.”
She glanced toward the two-way mirror. “Tell me more about Xander.”
“We’ve been living together for six months. We’re engaged. He’s a tech expert. I think that’s why he’s so important to them.”
“Them?”
“The men who took him.”
“I thought he left with one man?”
“When I first met James at The Savoy, he was with several other men.”
“Do you have their names?”
“No. I didn’t speak to them.” I leaned forward. “James made it sound like Xander could do something special for him…some special skill.”
“In what field?”
“Computers?”
“Can you be more specific?”
“Not really, no. He didn’t like to talk about his work.”
