Fixer's last POV
Today, being our anniversary, I found I have been going down memory lane, some good, some not so good.
Tank was the first good thing that came into my life since Grandpa died, and the many changes that happened, all in our first year together.
I became mega-rich, but I wasn't like Gramps, trying to control it all. I let others do the work; all I had to do was either agree or disagree with suggestions and let things take their course. Uncle Simon had helped a lot in that regard. He helped me set up watchers, those keeping an eye on the managers and people who want power, ensuring all went according to how I wanted it, and not ripping me off. Now, I spend maybe twenty hours a week on paperwork, the rest with my children, and the club duties.
When Blaze wanted to make Je
