~NICO~
I stand at the edge of the drive as Ignacio pulls the car forward.
Two vehicles fall in behind theirs. One moves ahead. Ten men in total. Armed, briefed, rotated from the Nest. I adjusted their routes myself.
Cake doesn’t look back.
She sits straight in the back seat, chin lifted. Sienna is beside her, talking already, hands moving as they always do. Ignacio keeps his eyes forward. The gate begins to close.
She looks rested.
That is the part that holds my attention.
After what she witnessed at the Nest, she should not look rested.
A few nights ago, Tomaso sent men to watch my wife. They positioned themselves inside my perimeter and thought I would not notice. Amateurs, or arrogant. Either way, they were careless. I got to them before they could return to him. Before they cou
