“Hey, you all there?” an Irish-sounding man asked—presumably this Sebastian guy—and Constantine confirmed we were. “There’s a League meeting here in Dublin for European leaders on Tuesday, so I flew in this evening. I’m not currently at The Sapphire, but I’ve been in touch with Sean and Emilia about what’s going on. Easton and Carter, as well. I can’t imagine anyone inside my organization trying to get their hands on that device. No one would be stupid enough to betray me.”

“Wait, did you say there’s a League leadership meeting?” Izzy strode closer to Constantine. “That can’t be a coincidence. The timing of this . . . that’s why he waited until this weekend to try and abduct Colin.”

What are you talking about? I looked around, and Colin twisted to the side on the couch to scan the room, too. I felt like we were two lost sheep in a room of border collies, and they needed to guide us on where to go.

“That you, Isabella?” Sebastian asked. “What are you talking about?”

At least I wasn’t alone in the confused department.

“Hey, yeah, it’s me.” Izzy lowered her phone to her side and let go of a deep breath. “Will Emilia’s current replacement in Italy, Carmello, be at that meeting?”

“Carmello will be, yes. He’s back in charge in Italy now that Emilia’s returned to Dublin with her family,” he answered. “But are you suggesting what I think you are?”

“I am,” she confirmed. “I guess Gwen didn’t have a chance to fully bring you up to speed. She’s working on confirming something for us, but now I’m convinced I have the answer.” She quickly glanced at Colin and then eyed the phone. “I believe Carmello had a son from an affair. With an Irish woman, actually. And he kept his son, Daniel O’Brien, a secret. I think Carmello is behind the plan to get his hands on the cyber wallet, originally looking to trade Colin for it.”

Colin stood, his face notably blanched. I cut through the room to reach him, offering him my support as I waited for the theorizing to continue.

“Maybe Carmello’s sick of Emilia handing over power, only for her to keep taking back the reins?” Izzy proposed. “And when Daniel mentioned Colin to him and that his uncle worked at the hotel with you . . . well, you catch my drift.”

I was finally starting to, at least.