hauling the debris to the burn pile. His body ached. His jaw was a deep shade of purple. He didn't mind
d whine of a sports car engine. A silver Italian convertible roared up the gravel driveway. It kicked up
suit and loafers without socks. He held a silk handkerchief to his nose. He looked
ndkerchief away. "You look like a common laborer
xpensive shoes. Julian jumped back. "What are you doing
friend. I brought the final papers. I figured I would help you close this
n. Her eyes turned to ice. She gripped a pitchfork in her hand. Be
d. She stood next to Sil
las said. "My COO. H
a fake, oily smile. "You must be the ex-wife. June, right? I have heard so much about you.
of the pitchfork was inches from Julian's chest
research, June. I know about the debts. I know about the failing equipment. This check is for twenty million dollars. It
ween Julian and June. "The deal is between
you that if he doesn't get your signature by the end of the month, he loses everything? He isn't he
felt his heart sink. He had been honest about the signatu
d. Her voice was steady. "I made
he has your signature, he is selling the company. He is moving to London. He already has the pentho
ll her it wasn't true. But part of it was. He had planned to move. He had
s?" June asked. Her
rks for a year," Silas said. "
playing a part. He is a master of the long game. D
ion. He saw the silver car. He jumped out and
's worn clothes. "Just a business discussion.
he looked at Silas. She looked at the orchar
on't," S
e threw the pieces in Julian's face. "I told you to get off
ecutive fell away. "You are a stupid girl. You are going to
y. I am telling the board that you are compromised. I am telling them
d the door. He peeled away, spraying gr
y something, but he saw the look on her face. He patted her arm and walked toward t
ith June. The wind
She looked at the pieces of the check on the ground.
before the harvest. That was before I remembered what it felt lik
t him. Her eyes were full of tears. "You let me think we were
said. He reached for h
want my help. You wanted my signature. Well, you're going to get it.
toward the main house
at mattered. He looked at the ruined orchard. He looked at his hands. He realized Julian was rig
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