The Cocky Thief (Stolen Hearts #1)(41)

“Spencer Tower is where Gregory’s offices are,” said Isobel. “He only leases one floor, though. There is a fundraiser there tomorrow night. Something for cancer research, I believe. We were invited but because of the wedding, we had to decline, though we still made a donation, of course.”

Austin liked how she used the word “we” even though they never got married. He had to respect a con woman with conviction.

“Offices?” asked Hart. “There has to be something good there. Does he have a hidden safe or computer that you know of?”

“There’s a safe behind the painting in his main office. The man was a walking cliché.”

Weston looked at Isobel skeptically. “You cased your fiancé’s office?”

Isobel rolled her eyes. “He was my mark first and my fiancé second. I know everything about that man.”

“That’s our in,” said Hart. “He wants the necklace to get Sterling off his back. If he’s keeping something locked up in an office safe, it’s going to be more personal. If we can’t get his accounts hacked by tomorrow night, we can get information to make it easier.”

“You think we can exchange that information to get Mel back?” asked Jennifer, skepticism obvious in her voice.

Toni didn’t look any more convinced. “And I told you we’d need a workforce of hackers. They’re all paranoid, antisocial, and greedy. Not exactly team players.”

“No,” said Scott. “We shouldn’t need an army of hackers. We have a professional extraction expert here. While we’re distracting Stranger, he’s going to be getting Melody to safety.”

“What if we just give him the necklace back?” said Jennifer. “The Dragon Heart is the score of a lifetime, but if I can get Melody back, I don’t care who has it.”

“I do,” said Hart simply. “And I don’t know about Stranger, but Sterling doesn’t forgive and forget. Melody is his main bargaining chip. The second he has that necklace, she’s going to be dead. That’s why we need more than the Dragon Heart.”

Jennifer and Isobel were silent as they listened to facts they’d probably already thought of multiple times. It was still sobering to hear out loud.

“If there’s a fundraiser tomorrow, that’s good. We can get in that way. Isobel, I want you to give Jennifer and Austin the security they’re going to have to get through to make it to Stranger’s office. Toni, I want full blueprints of that building. It’s a skyscraper. Is there any way to determine where in the building she is, based off the GPS?”

“Not with the tracker she has on. If we can get Stranger to give us proof of life at the drop via cell phone, I can use the signal strength to get a good idea of where she is.”

“We can work with that.”

Isobel stood and looked Hart in the eye. “Do you think you can get my girl back?”

“I think Stranger is prideful and we can use that against him.”

“You didn’t answer,” she said.

“Why hasn’t anyone asked the biggest question?” said Toni, breaking up the awkward tension.

“What’s the biggest question?” asked Austin.

She raised her brows and looked over at Hart. “The fact that we’re letting a cop plan this entire thing.”

Weston pushed away from the wall. “You’re a cop?”

Austin moved to stand between the two. “Former cop,” he clarified.

“How did you know that?” snapped Hart at Toni.

“I asked my good friend the Internet. She had a lot of things to say about you.”

Weston shook his head. “I’m out. You never said anything about working with the cops.”

Austin cursed under his breath. “Former cop. Very former. He’s broken the law dozens of times since I’ve met him.”

“I looked at his record,” said Toni. “He’s practically a Boy Scout. Mom, I want to get Mel back as much as you do, but we don’t need him.”

“If you don’t want me here, I’m gone.”

“We want you!” shouted Isobel.

Toni scoffed. “Please, Mom. We’ve taken down guys like this before. All we have to do is—”

“I lost Melody!” she shouted. “If I had this under control, Melody would’ve gotten away. This is my mistake. Scott is an outsider. He sees things we don’t. Normally I would never trust him either, but this is different. This is for Melody.” She turned to Weston. “And your money spends the same no matter who is involved in the job. Considering I already sent you your deposit, I expect you to hold up your end of the deal.”

Jennifer stood. “He’s helped us more than enough already. I trust him.”

“I don’t trust him,” said Austin. When everyone glared at him, he added, “But I think he has held us together so far.”

Weston narrowed his eyes. “I don’t trust cops.”

“I don’t trust hired guns,” said Hart, not backing down. “But this is your one and only chance to doubt me. You walk out that door right now or from now on, you’re going to follow my lead. I know none of you are used to taking orders from anyone, but you can’t work in a team if there isn’t a sense of direction. From here on out, I’m your direction.” He looked around the room, making eye contact with each and every one of them. “So this offer goes for all of you. If you go off on your own, we can all end up dead. If you ignore an order I give, we can all end up dead. If you pick a fight with me when we’re mid-operation, we could all end up dead. So please, for the sake of everyone here, walk out that door right now if you don’t think you can take orders from a cop.”