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“Yes.”
“We have the meeting on the Lancaster acquisition this afternoon.”
“I sent you my feedback on the reports this morning. Anything inadequate, flag and I’ll handle when I get back into the office.”
“I saw your email. I just…”
“Justwhat, Isabel?” Crew sounds impatient.
“You’ve overseen this from start to finish. I’m just surprised you’re not here and instead you’re…well, no one is actually sure what you’re doing. Is everything okay?”
“Yes.”
“Okay…” She drags the word out for as long as it will last. “We have a board meeting on Tuesday. Will you be back by then?”
“Yes,” Crew repeats.
“Your father isn’t happy.”
“So…business as usual?”
Isabel laughs. “Pretty much. I’ll send you the minutes from the meeting by the end of the day.”
“I’ll be offline until tomorrow. No rush.”
There’s a beat of silence, heavy with disbelief. “Okay.”
“Bye, Isabel.” Crew ends the call.
“Slacker,” I mutter.
He laughs, but neither of us say anything else for the rest of the ride to the stadium.
I knew soccer—or football, as the Europeans call it, which makes logical sense, just like the metric system—was a popular sport in Italy. The huge crowds that surface before the towering structure is even in sight are still unexpected. Long lines of fans sporting jerseys and wide smiles fill both sides of the sidewalk.
Crew appears unconcerned by the busyness. He pulls into a lot surrounded by a chain-link fence after a quick exchange of Italian with the man guarding the gate. From there, we’re led through a private entrance and into the heart of the stadium. I ask, “How much of the team do you own?”
He smirks at me. “Twenty percent.”
“It wasn’t in the disclosures.”
Crew blinks, brimming with false innocence. “It wasn’t?” I roll my eyes. “I used my trust fund. Technically, that wasn’t covered in the mutual considerations.”
“Looked into every loophole, huh?”
“I wasn’t the one who had the prenup rewritten.”
“Would you have signed, if I’d told you aboutrouge?” It was in the preliminary stages when I brought the paperwork to Crew. Nothing Ineededto disclose—legally speaking—but something I should have.
“If you’d told me, you’d know.”
“I didn’t know what you’d do then.”
“And you know now?”
His question sounds like a lot more than just the one decision. Like he’s asking if I knowhim.
“I don’t know.” It’s not a lie, but I can’t help but feel the honest answer isyes.
