“Thomas,” Alexis greeted when she and her brothers found their father’s assistant in the study.
“Hey you three, what you got there?” Thomas asked spying the wine bottle in a large plastic bag behind Theo’s back. “You three are too young to drink.”
“This isn’t for drinking,” Alexis said as Theo carefully set it on the desk.
“It’s not?” Thomas asked raising an eyebrow. “Then what is it for?”
“First a question…are you doing anything urgent?” Alexis asked.
“No, not particularly,” Thomas glanced at the computer screen. Though most of the office was closed for the holidays the stocks never ceased and they maintained a small crew to keep everything flowing.
“Good. We need you to drive back to New York.”
“Why?”
“To deliver this bottle to Auntie Tracy,” Alexis said. “We already called her
