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Regardless, he'd be ready for whatever was approaching.
No words were spoken until we were approaching Wall Street.
"Everything is set," Dimitris declared. "Viktor, need a summary of the plan?"
"Nope," I coldly replied. "You need me to call Roberto to trigger the spies that tapped his line. Everything will go to hell when we arrive, correct?"
"Essentially," Dimitris replied. "Only the building is completely secure, and any explosives were already removed."
They're smart.
"Firestarters in the stairwell?" I tossed out.
"Removed and stairwells are secured," Saint casually answered.
"Electrocuting disks on the elevators? Cameras hacked, and tracking explosives in the trunks of parked cars in the basement?"
"Assessed, removed, and cameras are already in our favor. All two-hundred and eighty-four of them, with an additional five set up in Roberto's office," Jayce announced. "Did all that shit after the chandelier incident, but already had the basement and offices scouted out and secured."
"Destroying the top floor then," I concluded.
"Already set up cleaners, painters, and contractors that can get the place back to its luxurious architectural status by the morning," Dimitris declared.
"What are we going to do once Roberto is secure?" I had to ask because I needed to know what my role was once I got him to the safe house nearby. Once Roberto was there, I wouldn't need to babysit him, which meant I had plenty of time to do more important shit for what was to come.
"William is going to need a new suit," Dimitris casually muttered as he shut his phone off, pressed a button, rolled the window down, and tossed it like it wasn't worth two thousand dollars. The sound of it exploding reached my ears before the window shut. "Different brand from Louis Vuitton."
"Versace? Burberry? Dolce & Gabbana? Valentino?" I offered.
"Dolce & Gabbana literally launched a new line today," Saint spoke up. "Fits William's type of style."
"That," Dimitris concluded. "Willow's going to need a dress. Something grand, that complements her fierceness and shows her wolf tattoo. It has to command all eyes on her."
"Why does this sound like some grand reveal?" I muttered mostly to myself and followed with, "Fendi released an exclusive collection. A particular dress would fit Willow perfectly. Christian Louboutin shoes because they're still on trend. She needs a purse?"
"Not necessary. She won't be carrying a thing."
"I'm assuming I'll be there," I concluded.
"Choose a car and it'll be at your deposal."
"The pink Royce." It was Willow's favorite in her collection.
"No PTSD?" Jayce brought up. We hadn't really addressed that from the car incident.
"She hasn't shown any signs," I pointed out and tried not to acknowledge the flicker of discomfort my statement tried to make me feel. My body wanted me to acknowledge that I'd fucked up, but this wasn't the time or place. "Her Royce is her favorite of her collection. It's also well known by everyone that it's William's favorite car. They see a pink Royce, it's definitely William."
"Royce will be available," Jayce assured me. "Pink Lambo as backup if she has a bad reaction to the sight of it."
That was reasonable enough.
"I'll get those ready then," I declared, then confirmed that Willow's male and female attire would be at her disposal by the morning. "Anything else?"
"Offer Roberto the opportunity to come to tomorrow's plans."
Now that piqued all of our interests.
"Why?" It was Neo who asked the question, and I noticed Dimitris's pink eyes look into the rear-view mirror to acknowledge Neo all the way in the back.
