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“This is the first. Lincoln wants to pursue it.”

I furrowed my brow. “What will you do to the building?”

“That’s why I’m waiting for the inspection. I’m thinking we’ll have to demolish it, But best-case scenario is we can renovate.” She rinsed her empty glass out.

“Is it occupied?” I asked quietly.

There had been a rumor a few years ago that our building was going to be bought and we’d all be kicked out of our apartments. The worry and stress the idea had caused was awful. In the end, nothing had changed, so I’d assumed the property hadn’t been sold.

“Yes. And how they get away with it, I’ll never understand,” she said coldly. “The conditions are a disgrace.”

Beau had never judged anyone for their living arrangements or financial situation. And she wasn’t now. She sounded downright angry on the tenants’ behalf.

“What will happen to them if you buy it?”

She looked a little embarrassed. “They’ll have to find somewhere else to go.”

It was their business. I understood, and obviously they were very good at it.

But the Lincoln who’d showed me his heart wouldn’t leave people in a situation like that. The one who argued with me and dictated his edicts might.

Beau? I couldn’t picture her doing it either.

“He’s been after me about this property. He won’t let it go and, because I can’t say no to my brother, I’m buying it.” She placed her glass in the dishwasher and dried off her hands.

“Why isn’t he buying it?”

She flashed me an annoyed look. “Getting information out of Lincoln is impossible.”

I nodded. Did this have to do with the frozen assets? I’d never comprehend parts of their world. It was just too different. Most of my assets would actually fit in a freezer.

“I need to run.” She kissed my cheek. “Tell Eric I said bye.” When she was almost to the door she turned with a gleam in her eye. “And move whatever of Lincoln’s crap you need to so you can fit yours in his closet.”

She floated out before I could respond. I guessed it was obvious we weren’t in a hurry to go back to our place. My face got hot. I still wasn’t used to the idea, but I wasn’t going to run from it either.

So, I sent Beau a text.

It’s Bob Ross night. Come if you can.

And suddenly got responses from Teague and Pepper.

Heck yeah.

We’re in.

Had I accidentally done a group text? I was thrilled for them to come. It would be good for all of us.

I guess the misfits are coming.

I snickered at Beau’s text.She’dstarted the group text.

See all of you tonight.

I included a link with the address, suddenly excited. We’d been making our deliveries, but it wasn’t in our routine way. We hadn’t been to our apartment in days. We hadn’t helped our neighbors or volunteered at the food bank. And Bob Ross night was one of the great pieces of our old life I wanted to keep.

I tilted my head. I’d always said the routine was mostly for Eric. Maybe I needed it as much as he did to stay balanced.

I sent Beau another text.

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