Rachel's POV
The text to Vincent had been deliberately vague, and I'd written it that way on purpose.
Things to discuss about the resort. Neutral enough to be professional. Ambiguous enough to make him wonder. The kind of message that left the door open without appearing to push it.
Levi had said proximity was the strategy. Fine. I could do proximity. I'd spent years being the most present person in a room without anyone noticing how much I was paying attention. I knew how to be close to someone while keeping the most important parts of myself exactly where I needed them.
But I wasn't going in without cover.
I called David.
He picked up on the third ring, his voice easy. "Rachel."
"Hey, David. I am going to check out the resort site," I said. "Please, come with me."
A pause, brief.
