“We go to the one person Lucille fears. The one person who can stop her.”
“Arthur Sterling,” Olivia whispered from the bunk. “Her husband.”
“Exactly,” Marcus said. “He’s a shark, but he has a code. He values the business above everything. If he knows his wife is stealing from him and destroying the family reputation…”
“He’ll crush her,” Olivia finished. “But how do we get to him? He’s surrounded by security.”
“I have a plan,” Marcus said. “My contacts traced Lucille’s personal accounts. She’s not just stealing. She’s preparing to run. And… she’s not doing it alone. She’s been funneling money to a young manager at one of their hotels. A lover.”
I gasped. “She talks about my ‘dirty blood’ while she’s betraying her husband?”
“Hypocrisy is the luxury of the rich,” Marcus muttered. “We’re going to send Arthur a message. We’re going to invite him to a meeting. And we’re going to show him everything.”
“He won’t come alone,” I said.
“Neither will we.”
The meeting was set for 6:00 PM at the Old Park Diner in the city center. A public place. Neutral ground.
Marcus drove. I sat in the passenger seat, the leather briefcase containing the evidence on my lap. Olivia stayed at the cabin with a loaded shotgun and strict instructions not to open the door for anyone but us.
“You ready, Ruby?” Marcus asked.
“I was born ready. I have Vance blood, remember?”
