We exited the van, and he opened the back. The enormous arrangements of colored flowers were in huge bronze urns. Nash hefted one out with ease and handed it to me. I struggled a little under the weight, but gritted my teeth and lugged it. He pulled a second one out. We followed a paved path through the neatly manicured and very green gardens. No xero-scaping for Snyder. His water bill had to be astronomical.
We rounded the house and then I saw the pool. My mouth dropped open.
It looked like a resort. The huge pool had sinuous curves and sparkled bright blue. There were cabanas on one side and a rock fountain with water falling into the pool at the far end.
There were people setting circular flower arrangements to float in the water. The entire pool was filled with flowers. I put my urn down.
“Holy cow,” I murmured. “This place…”
Nash just grunted. He slipped a hand in the pocket of his coveralls and looked so casual as he planted a tiny camera on the pole of the cabana beside him. “Let’s spread out. We’ll plant most of our…items out here. Then we’ll walk back through the house and plant a few inside.”
We circled the pool. There was a large stage front and center, where DJ equipment was being set up. Several smaller stages were dotted around. The bars were all set up. I carefully planted a few cameras, trying to get good angles.
There were also some tall braziers spaced around. They’d be perfect for when the weather got colder once the sun had set.
Nash jerked his head at me and I followed him. We crossed onto a large terrace filled with circular tables and chairs. He pulled me inside through some giant sliding doors.
“What if we get caught?” I whispered.
“We’ll just say we’re taking a shortcut back to the truck.”
We were in a massive living room. Everything was white. White carpet, white couch, some white statues.
I froze. Some of the pictures and videos of Viv that Snyder had taunted me with…they were taken in here.
She’d been hurt here.
My heart squeezed.
“Hey.”
Nash touched my arm. I looked blindly at his worried face. “He hurt her here. They all did.”
He took my hand and his fingers tangled with mine. “They won’t hurt anybody else. Let’s plant the last camera.”
With a nod, I wandered past the couch and pressed it to the leg of a glossy table.
“Hey, what are you doing in here?”
My head jerked up and I saw a guard.Damn. It was Alden. My mouth went dry.
“Just heading back to our truck,” Nash said, his tone unconcerned. “I thought an urn of flowers was going in here. We were just looking at the best way to bring it in.”
Alden scowled. “No. All flowers are going outside by the pool.”
Nash held his hands up. “Sorry, man. You’re our sixth delivery for the day. Must’ve gotten it mixed up.”
The guard relaxed and jerked his head. “Fine. Go and finish up.”
Keeping my head down, I followed Nash out the front door. Back in the sunlight, I pulled in a deep breath. We’d done it.
I grinned up at Nash.
He smiled back. “Let’s get out of here.”
CHAPTER 31
NASH
