Hannah's confession

At 11 o'clock, Damian had just finished his regular Monday meeting. He walked along the metallic-toned corridor, reaching for his ringing phone in the pocket of his black suit.

"Jerry," he greeted upon seeing the caller's name.

"Damian, I've got some information about Clara," Jerry said from the phone, causing Damian to adopt a serious expression. "Turns out she's emptied her apartment and gone to Las Vegas."

"Las Vegas?"

"I talked to my wife... We suspect she's working with Samuel. I think she went to Las Vegas to stay in Samuel's unsold apartment."

"So you think Samuel is the one who sent her?" Damian stopped in his tracks.

"That's our suspicion, you need to pretend you don't know and remain calm for now. It's better if you pick up Daniel... I can't do it right now," Jerry explained.