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“I would, too. So do you want to tell me about Anne?”

Not really. “I was actually hoping you’d have some answers for me.”

“I found something, but not sure what you can do with it.”

“Does it give Anne the option to sell without losing everything?” I asked hopefully.


Fuck.“Then what did you find?”

“It says she must run The Treasured Chest and keep it in the black for the full 365 days.”

“I know. I read it,” I snapped.

“Did you happen to notice no address was associated with the business?”

I did not. But I knew exactly what he meant. “Why the hell didn’t I catch that?”

“It’s my job to write contracts in a way to ensure such loopholes are not there. I’m surprised you have never utilized me for any of your legal matters in the past,” he stated.

“I like my business life separate from my personal one.” This time I needed the person I knew was the best. And I was right. A fact I wasn’t about to state out loud. Phillip was the eldest and had the biggest ego because of it. Someday you’re going to be wrong, and I hope I’m there to see it.

“What are you going to do with this information?”

“I’m not sure yet,” I replied.

“Why don’t you just have her look for another location for her club?” Phillip suggested.

“See, there is one minor problem,” I sighed.

“She has no idea you have a copy of the will?” Phillip asked.

“That would be the one.”

“And that’s not a small problem. Not if you want anything more than just her property, that is.”

“I haven’t given any thought beyond this week,” I admitted.

“And that would be mistake number two. Should we continue this conversation so I can keep track of them for you?” Phillip asked, and I knew he was only half joking.

“I don’t plan on making any more. Thanks for the information. I’ll let you know if I need anything else,” I said before ending the call.

There were more than two mistakes, but I didn’t need to focus on all the things I’d done wrong with Anne. I had a lot to consider before I made my next move, which hopefully I wouldn’t fuck up.

Thankfully, besides standing around and waiting for an issue, working the door at the club was easy. I took Phillip’s advice and reached out to Clark. He said he knew a guy and would have him here in the morning. No name or information provided, but Clark wouldn’t send someone he didn’t trust.

With that off my list, it meant I could spend the remainder of my time at the club doing some research. After I few hours, I realized there wasn’t a single building in Bermoose that would fit the needs of The Treasured Chest. I thought I had located one, but it was too close to a school. Not where you want to put a strip club. I’d need to think about building one from scratch. That meant finding land on the outskirts of Bermoose. It would also mean keeping The Treasured Chest open at its current location a hell of a lot longer.

That wasn’t an option, either. For that amount of time and investment, I could just wait her out a year. I’d need to find the perfect location in town, talk the current owner into selling, then talk Anne into relocating The Treasured Chest.

Nothing about this plan would be easy, but at least I had a plan now. But how to make sure Anne didn’t catch wind of it before I had things finalized? I was only supposed to be here two more days. I can do it. I’ve pulled off deals in less time.

I was so distracted by my research that the night flew by. Soon it was time to close the doors.

“You look like you’re a million miles away,” Anne said, approaching from the office. “Is everything okay?”

“Yes. Just taking care of business while standing here,” I said.