Ellen's POV

Finally! Something hopeful to start the fucking day.

The housekeeper at Zeke's house, Martha or whatever the hell her name, sent me a text in the wee hours of the morning saying she found something valuable to give to me. She said it belonged to the sneaky lady she saw at Zeke's place.

I had no choice than to go meet her. I don't trust anyone enough to send on such matters.

I strode down the sidewalk, my designer heels clicking against the pavement. My meticulously styled hair bounced with each step. I arrived at the sleek SUV parked in front of my condo, Max, my Chief security...