Kevin arrived at the penthouse the next morning with his laptop under one arm and a printed document under the other, his expression carrying the quiet satisfaction of someone who had completed a significant project and was ready to present his findings. Sophie followed behind him with a bag of pastries from Marlene's and the eager anticipation of someone who knew she was about to witness something important.
"I've prepared the final update for Operation Gigolo Misunderstanding," Kevin announced, setting his laptop on the coffee table and connecting it to the penthouse's display system without being asked. Lucas had apparently authorized his device weeks ago, and Kevin now moved through my smart home with the confidence of someone who belonged here. "The data has been compiled, analyzed, and formatted for presentation."
