“It’s a warehouse in the industrial district. There’s cash there, and I can get in.”
“How?” Carlos asks.
“Does it matter?”
Dirk shakes his head. “Not in the slightest.”
“We won’t need weapons or anything,” I say. “I’d say we should probably still wear ski masks, just in case, but I’m pretty sure there aren’t any security cameras anywhere. It’s a small warehouse where my father gets some of his supplies cheap. I’ve heard they might be black market.”
“Stolen?”
“Maybe,” I say. “I don’t know. But they’re cheaper than anywhere else.” I lean in. “But here’s the thing. If theyareblack market, no way will they call the cops if there’s a theft.”
“Sounds interesting,” Jerry says.
“Interesting?” I scoff. “We score fifty times the cash with no chance of getting caught and you call thatinteresting?”
“I’m in,” Dirk says. “When do we do it?”
I take another cigarette when he offers me his pack. He holds his lighter up, and I take a drag, lighting it. “Tonight,” I say, blowing the smoke out. “We do it tonight.”
…
Present Day…
Tessa headed straight to her suite after our cold plunge. The look on her face after we were talking about her grandmother…
It still haunts me, and I wanted to do something special for her, so I called the resort planner.
After a quick lunch with Braden and the other guys, after which they set out to play nine holes, I knock on Tessa’s door.
She opens it, wearing a green T-shirt and gray sweatpants. Man, she makes anything look good.
“Hi, Ben.”
“Did you bring any jeans with you?” I ask.
“Why?”
“Because I need you to put them on, along with the sneakers you wore on the plane.”
She cocks her head. “What’s this about?”
I beam at her. “It’s a surprise. I’ll wait here while you change.”
“Ben, I kind of want to…” She sighs. “You know what? Yeah. Okay. Give me a minute.” She closes the door.
I can’t help smiling. She’s going to love what’s coming.
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Tessa
“Oh my God!” I widen my eyes as Ben and I walk toward a beautiful stretch of beach.
We took a limo ride away from the resort, and Ben has been close-lipped about what he has in mind.
Before us stands a young man dressed in jeans and a white tee, and with him are…