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By the time I settle behind the wheel, Blair already has her phone in hand. She scrolls through something while I start the engine.

“How many more?” I ask.

“Just one. This one takes us back into the city.”

I glance toward her. “Full circle.”

“You asked for a full day.”

“I did.”

I pull away from the mansion and head toward the gate. “Where to?”

“You'll be happy to know that this one is a penthouse. Just for a change of pace,” she adds with a grin.

I laugh.

Blair reads off the address.

I know it.

Not the unit, but the building. It's a building that I like, one that I've considered living in.

I turn my head toward her. “There are no units available in that building. I checked.”

Blair watches me, one corner of her mouth lifting. “Must not have looked hard enough.”

I look at her for a beat. “Off-market?”

“Very.”

That gets my full attention.

She settles back into the passenger seat, looking far too pleased with herself. “The owner wasn’t planning to list yet, but I convinced the right person to make a phone call.”

I shake my head, smiling despite myself. “You really did spend all night on this.”

“I told you I had a lot riding on today.”

Yes, and I plan to find out just how much from that weasel Randall.

But right now…

I pull out onto the street. “All right.”

Her brows lift. “That easy?”

“You haven’t given me a reason to doubt you yet.”

The smile she gives me is worth the admission.

She turns her attention back to the route on her phone. “Good. Because I think you're really going to like this one.”

I glance at her as I merge into traffic.

Then I look toward the city ahead of us and follow the directions to the penthouse.

The private elevator opens directly into the penthouse.