"Mona," Mac spoke, his voice resonating deeply, and she snapped back to reality. Yes, she had shared details about her encounters with that young man, but there was nothing about Watson.
"Your tracker shows you at the same hotel every night. Who are you sleeping with?" he asked, his voice low and intense. Mona Daly lifted her head, meeting his gaze with courage.
"I sleep with a young man each night at that hotel. But we never discuss personal details. I don't even know his identity. I go there because he pays me the most," she replied without hesitation, holding his gaze steadily. Mac believed her, her unwavering eyes conveying the truth.
"Watson has asked me to provide him with the tracker data. If he discovers the pattern of the same hotel every night, he won't believe you," Mac revea
