Tessa found the photographer in four days.
His name was Marcus Webb, a freelance surveillance photographer based out of Colorado Springs, and he had a website that used the word discreet seven times in two paragraphs, which Tessa said was statistically suspicious and Sienna said was just advertising.
“He was hired the week before your anniversary party,” Tessa said, spreading printed pages across the kitchen — methodically, by date, left to right, like a timeline you could walk along. “Not by Grant directly. By a shell account that traces back, after about three steps, to a personal holding company that Grant set up in his third year with the Renegades. The company is called—” She checked her notes. “Steel River Consulting.”
“He’s been planning this since before the party,” Sienna said.
