“We need to know first and foremost how serious Moss’s security is at his home. How many guards there are for one thing? And is the security 24/7 or just at night? Why does the guy need security anyway? And dogs, we need to know if there are dogs on the premises. Is his help live-in or do they go home at night? Amalie might know, but then again, things might have changed after she left,” Nikki said.

“Not to change the subject, but do any of you read the financial page in the morning?” No one raised her hand. “Well, I do,” Annie said. “Several days ago, there was an article about La Natural and how Moss’s crown jewel of his holdings is tanking. The company lost its billion-dollar status and is now only a million-dollar company. Regardless, the company made him mega billions since he bought it. The bastard still has enough money to live a life of luxury over a thousand lifetimes.”

“No! No! No, Annie! He only has the use of the money until my husband hits the one key that takes it all away.” Isabelle chortled.

“There is that, you’re absolutely right,” Annie agreed, laughing. “I can’t wait to see his face when he realizes it’s all gone.”

“Okay, girls, time to get to the good stuff. What is his punishment going to be?” Myra demanded.

Up on the dais, Charles and Fergus shivered at the evil laughter wafting their way.

The brainstorming went on for several hours but in low tones, so that neither Charles nor Fergus was privy to any of the actual decisions. From time to time, they would flinch when they heard the women whoop and cackle with delight. They did whisper to each other that the bloke had no idea what was coming his way. Both men almost jumped out of their skin when they heard Annie say, “That’s it, then. We have a few days till we head his way, so I’ll set the wheels in motion. Girls, I’m proud of us. I knew we could come up with something unique and deserving for that disgrace to manhood.” The girls all clapped and whistled. Fergus peeked around the corner in time to see the women high-fiving each other. And to think his companion was the ringleader. He had the urge to step down and high-five her himself, but he knew that Charles wouldn’t approve.