From The Grey House, Book One:
The woman placed a hand on Anthony’s knee and leaned in as if to kiss his ear. A frown crossed Vincent’s brow. What was her game? She stayed in that position and then Anthony turned his head toward her ear. His lips were moving, but Vincent couldn’t hear anything. He turned the sound up fruitlessly, bringing in more surrounding noise. Realizing he had been outsmarted, he calmly turned the sound down, punched up other camera views and vacated the chair. Mierka, one of his other bodyguards, smirked as she took the seat and went back to guarding the club.