“Careful is overrated.” I flashed a devious grin. “Aye!” She swatted a hand at me. “Let’s get you to my cousin before I change my mind.” Lucy’s cousin drove me to Juan Carlos’s house and introduced me to the guards as a substitute housekeeper for the day. They looked me over more than I would have liked, but the attention was owed to my curvy figure rather than any heightened suspicion. He’d left a skeleton crew on guard with his wife and daughter still living at the house. I wasn’t sure what his efforts to sell had entailed, but there was a sign in the yard. My family wasn’t too concerned since he’d remained in Mexico, but if he returned to New York and didn’t vacate the house, I wasn’t sure what would happen. I’d been given a rundown of the cleaning procedures and told we started on the
