Naomi lifted her coffee cup, pointing her little finger out as she always did. "It's so nice that we can get together and talk face to face, Mr. Lee. This is so much better than talking on the phone when Edward's always bugging me."

"Indeed." Grayson stirred his latte. "Now we can truly get down to business."

They were sitting in The Java-Head, a posh coffee shop in western Bakersfield. Naomi was clad in one of the brand-new outfits Edward had purchased for ...