Chapter 141: Gallante's Party (1)

Diane laid on her back, thinking about what she had read. These were all private functions and meetings, parties and other things unrelated to the prostitution den. Gallante's contacts were businessmen, food traders, and friends. Nothing more.

She scanned the papers, which was scattered on the bed, again and looked through them the third time. Diane decided to separate the business meetings from the personal ones. Her eyes scanned the room and spotted a laptop on a table.

She took it, placed it on the bed, and opened Windows Excell. She opened a blank spreadsheet and encoded Business and then Personal in separate columns. The date, place, and occasion for each kind were included.

After an hour elapsed, she rested. She massaged her nape, moved his body, and stretched her hand up after typing almost three hundred occasions. Suddenly, her eyes caught a glimpse of a place she partly noticed earlier and were written like a pattern. Excitement raced through her. This could be it.