Elena Walked Out of Court With One Bag and Went Home to an Estate That Was Hers All Along

Marcus nodded once, his posture perfectly square.

“Radio checks at the gatehouse start at seven tomorrow morning, ma’am.

The officers understand their orders.”

“No harsh words,” I said.

“No raised voices from anyone wearing our emblem.”

“Understood,” Marcus said.

“Decorum will be absolute.”

“How many security officers are assigned to the main gate?” Samuel asked.