(Grant)
I took a long drag of the cigarette I held between my fingers, my back leaning against the concrete wall behind me as I watched the apartment complex across the road carefully.
Okay, I know I'm not usually a smoker..I gave it up after my dad died..it was a habit I used to do when I was associated in our old family buisness, and tonight..it felt like one of those nights. I haven't done a stakeout in years..but this one seemed even more important than any others I've had in the past.
Once Gabriella caught me up on everything..I knew exactly what I needed to do. So I made a few calls and now here I am, waiting for this psychotic b***h to leave the house.
It's been two days since Gabriella called that night and my guys were able to get a pretty good grasp on Eva Monroes schedule
