Prompt, on time as he likes it, I turn myself to see the approaching Carrero cousins. Lexi pulls the first into a handshake and a manly half-pat hug-type manoeuvre.

“Rob, Georgie, good to see you again.” Alexi moves between them and embraces the second of the men. I don’t even need a DNA test to tell who they are. They have fairer hair than the standard black of most of the Carreros, but the features and piercing blue eyes are a giveaway. Height, build, and that annoying ...