Dinner turned into a strategy meeting.
"What is the plan?" Ben shoved the last of an eggroll into his mouth.
I shrugged. "You act like I've got it all planned out."
"Don't you?"
"Nah, I'm flying by the seat of my pants. The most I had planned was getting you and King out of that house."
Jake said, "In my experience, Teela flies true though. Just go with the flow. She'll get you there. Tee has better instincts than some seasoned warriors I've known."
"I'd rather have a detailed plan," King said.
"Okay, then here is the plan. Step one, move in together. Done. Step two, surround you with my people."
Jake said, "Check. Three crews will report at oh eight hundred."
"What about the housekeeper?"
"Father DiMarco is sending over a retired parishioner named Rosie. She trained under some of the best house managers in Europe. She has a degree in domestic management and a certification from Le Cordon Bleu.
