Miguel’s POV.

“He hasn’t left the estate since the family returned,” Bane, one of the guards who had been dispatched to follow Freddy since he and the family had left our territory and returned to Chicago, said to me as we sat parked in a nondescript black sedan.

“But others have.”

“Who?” I asked, sipping the bitter black brew I had picked up from the gas station while stopping to pee earlier.

“The women…” Christoph said from the ...