Close to the Front
SIENNA
Twenty-four hours and five million dollars did nothing to shake the fear.
An entire day had passed. Our plans were set.
Steal from Robert Fletcher while we attended his annual charity ball. Hit him while his staff was the most distracted, the most caught off guard.
And who was most off-guard than when they were wined and dined…?
A once-a-year event, the rich and powerful flocked in droves to attend a formal that was more debauched than dignified, and this year, the Care for Kids charity ball had two new attendees, two brand new RSVPs that had never attended and would never again.
I prepared myself to be one of those attendees.
Under the guidance and gaze of Giovanni’s no-nonsense housekeeper Jessica, I was two steps closer to looking like one.
I sauntered
