Everybody familiar are Janet's.

I cut my eyes to Tank. "This is how it has to be done."

There was a hint of regret in my tone. My life is incomprehensibly better now, but things were simpler back when my opinion of myself had been the most important one to me.

"Understood."

He left my vehicle to personally cover the back exit and wove through the property one street over from Marsilio's. If I hadn't trained him, I wouldn't have been able to track him as he disappeared from sight. I have eyes, men, and communication everywhere, and no one has spotted Crux.

Olivia's faux-party is scheduled for three. My gut's saying he'll be a guest by three-fifteen, not wanting to be early or late enough to draw attention to himself. My cell buzzed as I headed to the restaurant.

"He's on the grounds," Junior informed me.

"I'm three seconds away. This goes down my way. No one appears until they're supposed to."

Stephanie is my life which makes this my problem to solve. And I'm known for getting 'creative' with a few of my solutions.