Now, it was the afternoon, and I wondered what she was doing. One of Caden’s team was sitting in a car out in front of her house. But still, I wanted to see her with my own eyes.

“So we have nothing?” I said.

Caden sighed. “I’m checking out all the locals with potential problems with you or the Windward. Nothing’s jumping out.”

“What about Clyde Parker? The grouchy restaurant owner.”

“I checked him out. He has alibis for several of the incidents, and he seemed genuinely shocked to hear Tessa was poisoned.”

Piper sailed into my office wearing a fitted dress the color of rust. “How’s Tessa?”

“Better,” I told her.

“Good. Every staff member has asked me how she is.” Piper perched on my desk. “They’re worried about her.”

“The doctor said she needs to have a few days off. And I’d prefer we find whoever was responsible before she comes back to work.”

Caden straightened. “I have an image of the perpetrator entering the penthouse.”

I froze. “You should have led with that, Castro. I want to see it.”

Caden nodded and pulled out a tablet. “The guy was good. He hacked the system and shut off the cameras on the penthouse floor. But the system’s old and needs an upgrade, so a talented teenager could breach it. I’m working to plug the gaps until the new system gets installed. Luckily, I had one camera set up that’s mine and he missed it.”

I was not surprised Caden had set up a bunch of his own cameras around the property. The guy didn’t trust anyone.

He slid the tablet across my desk.

I watched the video feed of a man entering the penthouse. I growled. “He’s wearing a hoodie. He doesn’t look up.”

The man was being very careful. And it was definitely a man. He’d entered after room service had dropped off the dinner I’d ordered. I thought back. I’d been on a fucking call and hadn’t even noticed him.

Then he’d slipped out again. Not once did he give us a good look at his face.

“I know we don’t have a clear view, but it narrows down the suspect pool,” Caden said. “He’s about five foot ten, slim build, male. It gives us more than we had.”

“Tessa almost died.” Again, I relived those moments carrying her limp body, holding her in the car, not knowing if she’d make it.

“I know. I’m sorry.”

I knew Caden would take this hard. I sliced a hand through the air. “It’s not your fault.”

“I’m the head of security.”

Piper made a noise. “You aren’t Batman, Caden. You aren’t responsible for everything.”

There was a ding from my laptop and I quickly touched the screen. I saw an email from Tristan and scanned it. “Dammit.”

Caden cocked a brow.