Dom
As soon as we got the intel we needed, I messaged Zander. ‘Stay home tonight, and be safe. D.’ It's better for them to stay home. The security footage from their home is proof enough, and they can use the panic room should they be in danger. I don't foresee any danger for them, but it's best to be ready for anything.
"Did you let Zan know?" Rebel asks me as he walks over. We are at the clubhouse, waiting for nightfall. The cover of darkness is always the best. "I did," "Did you tell him where you got the intel?" "No, it's not my place. It's best he is kept in the dark for now. Plausible deniability and such. Isn't that his favorite term," I say, and Rebel laughs. "Lawyers," he says, and we both laugh. "Trish called to say your mom is good. My mom is staying over at your place tonight
