Harlan arrived just after midnight.
Everything about the estate seemed secure; the gate closed behind him as he drove into the courtyard. Han and Leia's home, which was now solely Leia's, loomed above him at three stories tall like a deadly shadow. It wasn't an enormous mansion, per se, but comfortably elegant, modest as an estate could be modest, spanning across a large, handsomely trimmed lawn.
It would have been even grander if Han and Leia hadn't donated so much of their wealth to charitable causes, which, of course, was primarily Leia's doing. And so much of it came from the wealth Leia had been born into.
Harlan scowled at the house as he approached, crossing the courtyard with contempt in his heart. Like this house was his enemy. For a split-second, he felt the urge to strike a m
