Chapter 319 Intel

• *Sylvester's POV*
• Now that Stradanie and the children were secured—hidden behind layers of loyalty, guarded by names I trusted—I could finally turn my attention back to business. Ruthless focus returned like muscle memory.
• There was still much to do. Plans still whispered in pencil, not yet ink. And Willow Meadow awaited. The blueprints, the files, the floor layouts—everything Borne had sent me—were already packed in the SUV.