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Gregory had dressed in a black business suit and walked into the conference room when Cochran showed up. He was sweating, glancing at the door, acting strange.

It made Gregory recall Sascha's vision that the merger wouldn't go through. He’d almost forgotten that it would happen. Instead of being angry, if Sascha’s vision had been right, someone else would enter the picture, and Gregory would have an even better merger.

Gregory motioned to a seat at the table, his secretary bringing in the paperwork for both parties to sign. Gregory’s contract lawyer was there, but Cochran didn’t have his.

“Uh,” Cochran said, and glanced at his watch, then his phone rang. “Excuse me.” He took the call and glanced at Gregory. “Yeah, got it.” Cochran abruptly stood and headed out of the room. “Can’t do this right now. I’ll talk to you later.”

Gregory left the conference room, went into his office, and peered out the window that faced the front door of the office building. Cochran rushed out of the front door, but then sirens rent the air as they headed toward the building.

Several police cars pulled up front, and officers hurried out of their vehicles, pointing guns at Cochran. Gregory’s lips parted. Man, he wished he had Sascha’s gifts.

Then Cochran was apprehended and cuffed. They placed him in a patrol car and hauled him off to jail, Gregory presumed. Sascha was right. It was good that he and Gregory hadn’t gone through with the merger.

His business lawyer knocked at his office door.

“The merger isn’t going through. It appears Cochran was doing something illegal and was just arrested. I’ll call you once I have another merger arranged with a different businessman.”

“All right. Just give me a call.” Then his lawyer left.

Gregory sat down at his desk and began to call other businessmen that he’d had dealings with, who might very well be interested in a merger with him instead.

Several had expressed a desire to go in with him on a business proposition, but Cochran had offered him a better deal. Now he knew why. After he had talked to everyone, he called Sascha to check on her. She was always on his mind.

“Hey, honey, everything’s good here,” Sascha said. “I was talking to Lucy about the flowers for the wedding. And then I’m going over to Lemoynes to speak to Damon about the food menu.”

“That sounds great.” Gregory would rather be dealing with mergers than wedding arrangements. He was sure he wouldn’t do it right even though he had offered to help her with any of it.

“Ha! That’s what I worried about as far as me handling all this on my own. But Damon will help me with everything, so I’m sure it will go just fine.”

“Good. I wanted to thank you for telling me about the merger business.”

“Ohmigod, Cochran, that’s the guy’s name, right? He turned you down on the merger, left the building, and the cops arrested him.”

Gregory smiled. “You read my mind.”

“Yeah, it hasn’t been on the news yet. I didn’t know his name before you were thinking about him and what had happened. But you’ve been working to get another merger. It will happen.”

“I thought you said in about three months.”

“I was guessing on the time. It could be sooner. Imminent. Three months, less, longer. I don’t really know. But I’m glad you hadn’t gone through with the merger and then been tangled up with that crook.”

“Me too. I’m glad you told me about it in your vision. Otherwise, I would have been clueless about what was going on. I’ve got a call from one of the merger possibilities.”

“I’ll talk to you later. Good luck.”

“Good luck on the wedding arrangements.”

Then they ended the call, and Gregory was hopeful that this was the merger he was looking for.

While Sascha was at Leymones, Damon showed her an AI setup on how they could have the wedding and banquet. She loved the way he had everything set up. She knew he would do whatever he could to make it the best he could because they had been so close. Then he showed her the flowers he and Lucy had discussed and where they would be arranged.

“I like those too.”

Then Sascha’s phone rang. An unknown woman was calling her. “You don’t know me, but your fiancé might be in danger.”

The Landrys had kept the news of the attempts on Gregory’s life secret. So, no one should know about it except for the people close to them.

“Who are you?”