Saturday morning she's having coffee while looking through the living room window. Rebecca is watching the neighbors across the street as they load their SUV for a family outing, a picnic from the looks of things, and the kids are loading two bikes in the back. The father helps secure everything. And the mother makes sure everyone is okay. It makes Rebecca smile. Having that kind of normalcy must be nice. "The rules are clear," Evan says. "And honestly, you're the favorite to win." "How do you know?" "The comments. All that stuff Alessandro wrote on the forum got people excited." Rebecca sips her coffee, still looking through the window. "If we're going to consider this, then we should talk like business people. Think of me as a partner." "Well, umm, he never identified you, but he wrote l
