Page 7 of The Billionaire and His Driver
“Whatta you mean I won’t believe it? Just tell me what you got.”
“We found her.”
Mosley paused when he heard that declaration, but then he continued to rub his dog. “Found who?”
“Sabrina Hawkins.”
“Where?”
“You’ll never guess.”
“Where, man, spit it out!”
“Bradshaw Manor.”
Mosley frowned. “What the fuck is Bradshaw Manor?”
“A humongous mansion over in Windale.”
“Where those rich pricks live?”
“One in the same.”
“So what are you telling me? The bitch got out of prison and brought a mansion?”
Kaiser rolled his eyes. The boss was vicious, but he was stupid as fuck. Got where he was only because of sheer luck, notbecause of any great skills he possessed. “She works there, Boss. She doesn’t own it. She’s working there.”
“Who owns it then?”
Another eye roll. It’s Bradshaw Manor. Who did he think owned it? “Warren Bradshaw owns it,” Kaiser said.
That finally got the boss’s real attention. He turned and looked at Kaiser. “That tech billionaire? THE Warren Bradshaw?”
“One in the same.”
“What would he want with her?”
“She’s one of his maids, is what we at first thought. But she apparently got a promotion because today she’s his driver. Our guy Drez has been following her for a couple days just to get a layout of her life, and he followed the van that brought her into work this morning. But she wasn’t holed up in the mansion all day like she had been the previous day. She’s at some private airfield in Windale right now waiting for his plane to land. She’s his driver now.”
The boss exhaled. “That could complicate matters.”
“That’s what I’m thinking too. Warren Bradshaw? Damn he’s big. But I did some digging. The good news is that Bradshaw don’t give a damn about the thousands of people that work for him, and that includes everybody that works at Bradshaw Manor. But it’s still not going to be so easy to get next to her ass if she’s always around his ass.”
“She’s a live-in?”
“No. She’s got her own place. That’s how we tracked her down a couple days ago. We got an address for her.”
“Why didn’t you pull her ass in then?”
“We didn’t know who else lived at that address. We didn’t know her routine. We had to get more intel before we made any move.”
“What’s her story then? She’s married now? Got kids? She hasn’t been out the slammer that long.”
“She lives alone. Don’t do nothing but go to work and go home.”
“Then what’s the hold up?”
“Like I said, we had to get the lay of her life first. Now that we got it, I’ve already ordered Drez to break in while she’s at work today and stay there until she gets home. Then he’ll bring her in.”
