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I stood only inches from his desk, keeping the smile even then I wanted nothing more than to drag his ass over the surface, beating him to a bloody pulp.
“I’ll talk to you soon. Say hello to your wife for me.” Hank laughed again before hanging up his office phone. He didn’t budge from his comfy position, staring up at me with an equal grin even though his eyes held uncertainty. “What can I do for you, Mr. Cawthorne? I assume you’ve come here to discuss the impending sale.”
“I have indeed come to discuss the impending sale. I certainly don’t want there to be any misunderstanding at all.”
“Excellent.” He finally swung his legs off the desk, yanking out a drawer. When I saw he’d pulled a stack of papers into his hand, the bold lettering on top allowed me to understand he’d already prepared the contract.
I waited to see what he was going to do. I might as well allow him to hang himself. He pushed it across the desk, flipping it around for me then grabbing what appeared to be a Montblanc pen from his shirt pocket.
I glanced down at it, immediately grabbing the pen.
Hank was so excited that he turned the pages for me to the last one that already had the signatures of both men from Canyon Industries. “I’m curious. What is your cut on this contract?”
“My cut?”
“Well, since you’re acting as real estate agent as well as attorney, I’m going to assume you’re getting the customary percentage for the transaction.”
“Oh, yes. You’re right. A traditional ten percent.”
“Mmm… And the selling price is what?”
“Oh, they were generous, as I mentioned. They offered sixty million dollars, give or take.”
“Sixty million, which means your cut is six million. Give or take of course.” My tone was snarky.
He suddenly appeared uncomfortable. “Yes, but I’m certain you’re aware I’ve done a lot of work.”
“Of course. And I’m certain you filed the correct paperwork with the bar association given you are acting in the capacity of a real estate agent.” When his face turned red, I knew why I paid Parker the big bucks. “No, the simple truth is that you didn’t. And you didn’t have the addendum you added about temporary executorship witnessed either, which makes it null and void.” I tore up the contract in small pieces, tossing it across his desk before reaching into my pocket and pulling out the legislative passage on the issue with him being an executive.
“What are you doing?”
“Isn’t it obvious? I’m taking back full control of my grandfather’s ranch. I’m the rightful executor and if you fight me on this or the bogus contract you tried to snowball me into signing, then I will have you disbarred. As a matter of fact, I still might do that.”
“You can’t do that. I’ll ruin you. Trust me. I can do that.” The bastard made the mistake of shoving his finger in my face.
Big mistake.
I grabbed him around the throat, digging my fingers in without a single feeling of guilt or any reservation. There was something so satisfying about a man turning blue in the face. “I told you before and I’ll tell you again. You fucked with the wrong man. I’m keeping the ranch. In fact, I might be moving my business to the location. I think I like Colorado.”
“You can’t do that,” he squeaked out.
“I can do any goddamn thing I want to, Hank. I’m rich. I’m powerful. And I have connections.”
“But… they’ll kill… me.” Now he could barely speak. What a shame.
“They? You mean the Canyon boys?” I squeezed a little tighter until I was certain he was suffocating. “That will save me the fucking trouble, but I assure you that I’m a violent man who handles business as brutally as I see fit. Take that as a friendly warning.” I pitched him backward into the chair, sneering before heading to the door.
Yeah, it felt damn good to be taking full control once again.
Now it was time to have a little fun.
My way.
CHAPTER 22
Sebastian
Quite possibly the single thing I admired about my father was his ability to learn about any secret an enemy or anyone for that matter might have hidden away in dark spaces. He’d insisted that everyone had at least one, which meant he had his share as well. He’d taught me that by using the right people, greasing the right palms, I could discover anything I wanted to know.
