Zane should have set the phone down. Instead, he opened the video. Music came through the speakers first, mixed with voices and the noise of people crowding the entrance. The camera moved badly for several seconds before settling on a black town car pulling forward. Willow stepped out, followed by Victor.
Zane had already seen the photographs. He knew what she'd worn and didn't need another look at the dress or any of the details he'd already spent too much time noticing. What the photographs hadn't shown him was how Victor moved beside her. His hand settled at the small of Willow's back as they walked toward the entrance, and Zane immediately told himself it meant nothing. There were cameras everywhere, people were pressing around them, and Victor could have been guiding her through the crowd. Then Victor leaned down and said something near her ear. Willow smiled and touched his arm before they continued inside.
