Page 163 of The Right Sign


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I sigh heavily and make ago ongesture. “Start from the bottom and work your way up.”

“Our stocks hit an all-time low yesterday and we’re seeing an aggressive sell-rate.”

“Nothing I didn’t know before.”

“Someone is buying out those stocks just as aggressively. They’re purchasing under paper companies, but the owners of those companies are family members of someone on the board…”

My fingers form a fist. “Carmichael.”

This is a power grab, undoubtedly, to get the majority shares so he can have control of dad’s company. And because my authority is under question thanks to the recent Ru-Carpsel takeover, he finally has a crack he can exploit.

The weasel.

“Ready for the horrible?”

I whirl around, flabbergasted. “That wasn’t the ‘horrible’?”

Mosely shakes his head solemnly. “We’re hitting a snag with the local government. Ru-Carpsel is under their territory, and they don’t want foreigners coming in and taking over without some kind of agreement.”

“I guess all the money we paid out so we could skip over this song and dance wasn’t enough.”

“We’ll need to fly there.”

I straighten and grab my jacket. “Of course.” I check my watch. “We’ll need to leave now if I’ll be able to make it back in time for Talia’s—”

“That’s ‘the absolute worst’ part.” Mosely gives me a pitying look. “This is politics, not business. It can’t be solved in one meeting.”

I freeze.

My jacket flutters off my shoulder. The gravity of his words settle in and push me down like an anchor into the chair.

“How long?”

“At least two months. Maybe more if the government pushes us around.”

“Two months? Mosely, I can’t pack up and leave for two months. I have Talia to take care of. I have a girlfr—” My heart pounds. “I have people I love. Dropping everything and disappearing for weeks at a time is no longer an option.”

“Why do you think I placed it in the worst category?” His voice is quiet but resolute. “I’m sorry, sir, but even with the jet, the international flight alone will take hours going back and forth. By the time you come home, it’ll be time to leave again. It’s more efficient for us to rent a house there until negotiations are over.”

“I can’t,” I croak.

Mosely shakes his head slowly. “If you want to save this company, you don’t have a choice.”

* * *

9:30 DARE:Did you make it to your agency okay?

9:45 YAYA:It’s been an hour. I think they’re intentionally keeping me waiting.

9:46 DARE:The imbeciles.

9:48 YAYA:The buffoons.

9:49 DARE:The nincompoops.

9:50 YAYA: *laughing emoji*that felt good, but I probably shouldn’t be giggling when I’m in trouble.

9:51 DARE:Should I buy over the company? Put you in charge so they’re the ones sweating?

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