Marissa POV Uncle Richard lived in Hancock Park, in a mansion almost as large as the one I'd lost. Old money neighborhood, old money house, purchased with funds embezzled from my father's company over decades.We parked three houses down, watched the lights in the windows. Normal suburban evening lights on downstairs, shadows moving behind curtains. Like Richard was just another wealthy executive enjoying his Saturday night, not a murderer hiding from justice."Six guards," Marcus reported through the earpiece. "Two at the gate, one roaming the grounds, three inside. Professional security, but not expecting actual assault.""Can you disable them without killing?" I asked."Probably. Why?""Because I don't want Richard to die yet. I want him alive, conscious, aware of everything he's losing." I checked the gun Marcus had given me small, deadly, loaded with tranquilizer rounds. "And I'd prefer not to add actual murder to my list of crimes."Von touched my arm. "You don't have to do thi
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