Consider.
“Use discretion.”
Callum grins. “That’s a yes.”
“That’s a be smart about it,” I correct. “She’s dangerous. She has connections.”
“So we’re subtle,” Orion says.
“Subtle,” I confirm.
Callum snorts. “Orion doesn’t do subtle.”
“Then you’ll have to do it for him,” I say flatly.
I write their names under Oksana’s column.
Turn to Noah.
“You keep working at the bakery,” I say. “Be his friend. Be his support. Make sure he knows he’s not alone.”
Noah nods. “I can do that.”
“And keep your phone on you,” Orion adds. “If she shows up again?”
“I’ll call,” Noah promises.
I write Noah’s name under Vitaly’s column.
Then I add my own name under Oksana.
“I’ll dig deeper into her operation,” I say. “Anything we can use as leverage. If we’re going to take her down, we need evidence. Real evidence. The kind that makes her disappear without making us the obvious suspects.”
“Or,” Callum says, “We just make her disappear.”
“Callum.”
“I’m just saying. It’s an option. Environmentally friendly, even, depending where we put her.”
Juliet hums.
I turn to her. “And you?”
She smiles.
Stands.
Crosses the kitchen to stand beside me.
Picks up the pink marker.
Writes her name under Vitaly’s column.
In hearts.
Of course.
“I’ll handle the introduction,” she says.
