"We're heading to Brazil."

I furrowed my brows, "What do you mean by that?"

Marcellia thought to herself for a while and then she smiled, "Help me find my dad and I'll tell you all I know."

I narrowed my eyes at her and folded my arms, "You haven't told us enough for a deal to be made."

Marcellia flung up her hands, "Fine." She brought her fingers to her chin and hummed, "The sexy Brazilian you were with found a camera and took it back with him. We have to find him before my boss does or he'll die."

My eyes widened, but I tried to appear unfazed in front of Dylan. "Who's she talking about?" Dylan questioned.

I opened my mouth to spout the best lie I could muster, but Cloey unknowingly saved my ass. She rolled her eyes and waved her hands dismissively, "He's just some guy she met recently, nothing special."

I returned my attention to Marcellia, "What's on the camera?"