“I only need five minutes with him.”

“You’re not getting five seconds,” Vanessa said.

“If you don’t turn around and leave this instant, I’ll have the security guard drag you out to the street by your hair, right?”

Patricia and George came over from the foot of the stone patio steps to join her.

Patricia had on a heavy silver diamond necklace that sparkled in the afternoon light.

She was holding a big glass of red wine in her right hand.