The moment they got to the house, Gabriel stepped out of the car, his suit sharp and his expression unreadable. Andreas trailed behind him, adjusting his tie and jogging slightly to keep up.
“Boss, wait up,” Andreas called, almost out of breath.
Gabriel ignored him and walked toward the car parked neatly under the maple tree. Collins, the security man, was already standing at attention near the gate.
“Good morning, sir,” Collins greeted quickly.
Gabriel paused and turned to him. “What were you talking about on the phone ?”
Collins nodded. “Yes, sir. A woman came by earlier this morning. She said she was looking for someone, but later apologized, saying it was a mistaken identity.”
Andreas raised a brow. “What did she say exactly?”
“She said she thought she thought the person stayin
