Olivia sent her men to deliver front-row seat tickets to Jacob first thing the following morning.
Jacob opened a bleary eye to glance at the concert ticket before rolling over and falling asleep again upon learning that the concert was not due for another couple of hours.
Meanwhile, Isabelle and two other girls stood anxiously at the entrance of Pentagon Stadium.
"Are you sure your cousin can get us those tickets?" one of her classmates asked.
"I know for a fact that the tickets had been sold out the moment they were sold. Many of those going actually bought them at a much higher price from scalpers!"
"He's well-connected," Isabelle answered confidently. "If he says he can get them, then he'll get them."
Isabelle's faith and admiration for Jacob had only risen since he had managed to take care of Dave.
"Give him a call, then!" said the other girl impatiently.