Kai could win this.
And it scares the crap out of me. I’ve worked too hard, for too long to give her a chance at winning a single round. Everything would be destroyed if she won. I can’t let it happen.
I sit in the passenger seat, while Zeke rides in the back, already on his computer looking things up about Milo Wallace. Langston is usually better at surveillance, but Zeke is too hurt to drive. And I need to be free to focus on formulating a game plan.
Zeke starts rambling everything we know about Milo, “He’s wealthy—a one billion dollar fortune. He got all his money selling weapons. He’s single, a perpetual bachelor. He lives in France but loves to sail his yacht. He’s actually in Miami; he’s throwing a big party tomorrow night on his yacht.”
I take in all the information Zeke jus
