Checking the harness one more time, she took a deep breath of fall air and walked to the corner of her block. She planned on strolling all the way from her brownstone down to Ajay’s penthouse. It was almost three miles, but the weather was beautiful and Khunda could use some social engagement.

She’d made it five blocks before a familiar figure stepped into line beside her. She schooled her face to hide any surprise.

“You’re still here,” she said to her brother.

Guru nodded. “I knocked on your door. I almost gave Kaka a heart attack. The old man practically cried with happiness when he saw me. He almost bolted after you but I told him I’d catch up and surprise you myself. I can’t believe he’s still with you.”

“Of course. He always loved me the most,” she said with a smirk. She knew that it irritated Guru to hear her say so. “What can I do for you?”

He shoved his hands into his jeans pockets as he matched his stride to hers. “I told you that I’d wait until you make up your mind. I didn’t expect to be sitting around while you went out and purchased a rodent. Do you know how ridiculous you look pushing it in a child’s stroller?”

“Khunda can’t walk that far. She gets tired. And your attitude is not the best way to convince me to do something.”

“Right,” he said.

“Is there a reason why you’re following me?”

“I’m taking a break from work and decided to spend time with my sister. I have to admit, you’ve developed a fascinating life for yourself.”

“Thank you.”

“And now you’re selling that life and starting over. Again.”

The news of the buyout had gone viral, so it wasn’t a surprise that Guru had picked up on it, too. “That’s not your business.”

“I’d like to know, though. I’ve always been curious. Why RKH Collective?”

“Small talk, Guru? Really?” She maneuvered around a group of tourists, irritated when Guru kept up. He’d dressed casually to blend in today. However, Raj could tell that his jeans were brand-new, along with his button-down and leather jacket.

“We’re here, and no matter what happened in the past, I still wondered about you,” Guru said. “You look like you’re headed toward a particular destination. Until we get there, why don’t you tell me about your company.”

She let out a sigh. “Why? So you can try to guilt me into helping you?”

“Seems like that would be a waste of time since you’re selling it,” he said in Punjabi. “Come on, gudiya. Tell me why you wanted to start this business instead of coming home and helping the family business.”