In the interest of safety, everyone stayed at Deer Lake save for Chris, who came back to work with Liv.
“Apparently the next stage in divorce number four for Leo Rolf is about to take place momentarily,” Chris explained the morning he returned to the vineyard. “Janie’s waiting to pick up signed custody papers at a FedEx in White Bear, then the following day, she’s supposed to get her big chunk of dough.”
“We hope. Leo’s not the kind who gives away either his kid or his money. Although I realize he’s in a bind this time, but still, I don’t trust him.”
“Between Roman and Janie’s husband, I’d be inclined to put my money on Roman. I get the impression with him anything’s possible.”
“Fingers crossed,” Liv said, holding up her hands.
"If Leo has more money than God, he can afford to pay off his exes.”
“The problem is, he doesn’t want to. He’d rather spend his money in court trying to fuck them over. But, look, we’re not going to change Leo Rolf nor impact this nasty situation. So, I’m all for wishing Janie the best and getting back to my life. How selfish does that sound?”
“Not so much. Roman’s there for Janie. She doesn’t need us worrying about her.”
“Might Amy be back in a few days then?”
“That’s what it sounded like. Apparently all this divorce stuff is on some fast track-so Leo can get his flash drive back, I suppose. After that, Janie’s talking about going to Europe.”
“With Roman?”
“I couldn’t tell. He doesn’t give anything away; talk about a sphinx. And when Janie lapses into her wheedling sweet-talk routine, he really shuts down. But, hey, with her fifty million, she can find lots of friends besides him.” Chris jerked his head toward the fields. “A matchmaker I’m not. Let’s go back to work. I’ve missed these killer grapes we’re growing. Should we call back the crews or wait until we know Leo isn’t going to send out any more goons?”
“I walked through the vineyards yesterday when I came home. We’ll be good for another few days. I prefer being cautious.”
Chris didn’t ask about Jake. He’d been warned not to by his wife. But Liv didn’t look as though she’d slept much.
An hour later, Janie walked into a FedEx office, gave her name, and walked out with an envelope. Ripping it open the second she got back into the car, she quickly scanned the pages of legalese.
“Here it is: ‘Full and complete custody of Matthew Tabor Carter Nicholas Rolf to Janie Jewell Tabor Rolf,’ she read. “You look,” she added, a note of apprehension in her voice as she handed the document to Roman. “Tell me it’s real.”
“First, let’s see if it’s signed.” He flipped through the pages and nodded. “Leo’s signature.” Then he scanned the appropriate passages and looked up. “You’ve got it, baby.”
Janie slumped back in her seat and drew in a deep breath. Slowly exhaling, she turned to Roman and smiled. “We’re halfway home. Now it’s up to you, darling, to pull off the next stage.”
“Two o’clock tomorrow we’ll know for sure.”
“Hey-hey.” Janie sat up. “What’s not to be sure of? You told me this was a slam dunk.”
“Nothing’s for sure until it’s over, baby. That’s all I meant. But I have a good feeling about this one. My man’s in place. Leo’s lawyer, I expect, will be where he’s supposed to be. The second the first keystroke lights up my screen tomorrow, it’s a go.
“The hand-off of the flash drives should take forty seconds or so. Longer, hopefully; Rudy has orders to stall. But Leo’s stooge is going to want to check out the drive and get back to Leo ASAP. Once Leo knows he’s in the clear, Rudy will give us a call. The wire transfer should begin shortly after, and once it does, we’ll only have thirty, forty seconds tops to shift the transaction. You know what to do now?”
“When Rudy calls, I wait for him to say, ‘Go.’ If he does, you start looking for the codes you want.”
“There, you see? It’s gonna be simple. I’ll do the rest.”
What the rest entailed was using Roman’s considerable expertise hacking into secure Web sites. Not to mention, he had the advantage of having all Leo’s bank account numbers and passwords already coded into his program.
“I don’t suppose we can celebrate yet,” Janie said wistfully.
Roman squeezed her hand. “After two tomorrow, baby, we’ll have a real celebration.”
“Somewhere far away, I hope. I know you’re not afraid of Leo, but I am. Fifty million is more than he gave all three of his former wives. Way, way more.”
“Don’t worry. I have a charter jet standing by. We’ll fly anywhere you want.” Roman also had plans to tell Leo that if he valued his life, he’d forget he ever knew Janie. He was pretty sure he could be convincing.
Janie grinned. “Lucky Matt and I have our fake passports. ”
“It’s not such a bad idea.” Roman had several, including a Canadian one like Janie and Matt.
“I’m not going to sleep a wink tonight,” Janie grumbled. “I don’t know how you can be so calm.”
Roman had meditated on a Japanese mountain for six months once. He knew how to block out the world. An asset in his business-maybe even a necessity. “I’ll stay awake tonight and watch over you and Matt. Will that help you sleep?”
“Maybe you could do something else for me to help me relax,” Janie murmured, gazing at Roman from under her lashes.
Roman grinned. “You got it, babe.”