Tyler sped through the empty countryside streets and hit the city in ten minutes, where he finally slowed to a reasonable limit.
He had been on the phone throughout his drive from the country house, finalizing things with his people.
Lord Kramer’s birthday was upper Friday, and he was checking on the placements he was making for the party that was sure to be a grand event.
Now, within the city limits, he was speaking with Harrison.
“I’ll be over tonight to see the guys Lincoln selected. Have them available to meet. If there’s any scheduling issue, confirm the time or change the player,” Tyler swiftly informed Lincoln Brazer’s right-hand man.
“Sure thing, Ty. Oh, one more thing,” Harry replied pleasantly, then urgently, sensing that Tyler was about to end the call the way he usually di
