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Why kill an innocent man and frame an innocent girl?
In my head, the dots didn’t connect. Not when it came to Penelope’s friends.
I absolutely wanted to nail anyone who hurt my daughter. But confirming her whereabouts and getting her off the suspect list was most important.
I sighed.
There was still a bigger problem at large. One that might be as crucial to protecting Penelope as anything.
What was I going to do about Alma?
CHAPTEREIGHTEEN
JOJO
“I knowit’s a bad time, but I need your approval to move forward with the water project in Togo.”
Neil handed me a folder with the specifics.
“Can we get the wells drilled? Or is there a way to clean the water from local sources?” I asked as I scanned the documents in front of me.
We needed a solution. One that didn’t include airdropping pallets of bottled water.
Clean drinking water was nearly impossible to find in the area. If we could come up with a viable and sustainable way to bring that to the people, it would vastly improve their lives.
At Earth Warriors, we never wanted to encroach on a way of life. We simply wanted to enhance it.
“I’ve contacted a company that specializes in locating water. Their proposal is in the file. It’s expensive, and there’s no guarantee. But we have to pursue this.”
Neil’s passion was one of the reasons we worked so well together. We understood each other, what motivated one another, and we had a common goal.
Sometimes it was difficult to be level-headed when the heart was involved. I wanted to help everyone but didn’t have the resources to do it. Still, I’d try my hardest.
“If we’re spending this kind of money, we need more than guesses. I realize they won’t know what we’re looking at until they get on the ground, but we can’t fund an endless project to support their company.” I flipped through the other pages in the folder.
“We have to try.” Neil’s insistence when he found a project to pursue was as much an asset as a detriment.
It was my job to make sure we allocated our resources in the most impactful way.
Kane strode in and glared at the back of Neil’s head before he dropped onto the sofa next to me. “What’s all this?”
I offered him the folder. He was practical. If anyone could find shortcomings, it was Kane.
“We’re looking to provide clean water to the people of Togo.”
He scanned the proposal. “But this company doesn’t even know if there’s water to be found.”
I sighed. “I know.”
“You can’t do any of this”—he ruffled the pages of proposed projects to accomplish our goal—“without knowing that.”
“You should see them,” I said as my mind filled with images of the people suffering because they didn’t have life’s most important resource.
“I don’t need to see them.” He slammed the folder shut. “Is that the best company to scout for water?”
“Yes,” Neil said firmly. “We’ve looked at multiple options, and they are the most equipped.”
“What they’ve proposed isn’t in your best interest.” Kane poked a finger on top of the folder. “There’s no cap on expenditures. You could easily end up funding this company and getting no water.”
