"Once we leave, I'll have Silas Lawson's men take over the estate's security. They can handle the sensors."
Master Ellis replied.
Owen thought for a moment. "It might be better to hand them over to Lucian North.
He can reverse-engineer the signal frequencies to track whoever was monitoring these men."
"If we do that, Lucian would have to set up base here. What if the enemy traces the signal back to our location?
Besides, he doesn't have any combat training. If things go sideways, we'll still need Silas's enforcers to back him up."
Mira pointed out.
"Then let's just have Silas move in and hold the fort himself."
Master Ellis suggested.
"Having him here would definitely ease my mind. If anything happens, he can handle it immediately."
Mira nodded. "With more people staying over, we'll need to sort out the meals. I'll just pull a private chef from the Solflare Grand Hotel."
Desperate times called for tight circles. Hiring outside help through an agency was too risky. If the enemy slipped a mole into their home, it would be disastrous.
"Why not bring Rachel's son over? He's family. If he sees something he shouldn't, we know he'll keep his mouth shut.
Isn't his wife pregnant and resting? Bring her along too."
Owen suggested.
Mira's eyes lit up. "That's perfect. Let's have Mason and his wife move in."
It would also give them a chance to bond as a family.
It had been long enough for Rachel to come to terms with everything. She was a good woman at heart and knew her place; they would all get along just fine.
Just as Mira and Owen were heading upstairs, Eleanor walked out of her room. "Why are you two still awake?"
"Eleanor, what are you doing out of bed?


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