Richmond POV
I was sitting in my penthouse office at six in the morning, staring at the security footage from Vanya's workshop vandalism and feeling rage build in my chest like nothing I had ever experienced. Three masked men had destroyed months of her hard work in fifteen minutes, and I was ninety percent certain that Bernard was behind it.
Yesterday, when Bernard had approached me at the restaurant trying to recruit me to sabotage Vanya's business, I had pretended to consider his offer while secretly planning to protect her from whatever he was plotting. But I hadn't expected him to move this quickly or this violently.
I picked up my phone and called David Mitchell, the head of Sacramento's most exclusive private security company. David had handled security for my business empire for
