“She changed the suite numbers for the hotel block yesterday,” I said.

Ryan leaned forward slightly.

“Did you ask her why?”

“She put herself in a connecting room right next to Ethan and me.”

Ryan looked out toward the water.

A white sailboat drifted past the wooden harbor marker.

“It makes sense for her to be close by,” he said.

“We just paid four thousand dollars for the venue deposit,” I said.