The next morning, six cars were parked a few blocks from Sasha’s in laws. Stuart was preparing to fly out of town and leave his son with his mother. The older woman was in her late sixties and was aware of everything that had gone on with Sasha. She was happy that Stuart was finally divorcing her and moving on. He had an interview out of town for a possible new job and would be relocating SJ once Sasha signed the papers. Lifting her binoculars, she stared at the one-story brick home, two cars sitting outside, and the cab upfront.
“How much longer are we waiting?” Gregory asked.
“Just a few more minutes,” Teagan said.
Daughtrey flipped the lighter back and forth. Spider sat next to him, and Broderick sat in the car behind them. Involving kids wasn’t Teagan’s ideal situation, but Sasha le
