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“Why?”

“She might not have negotiated a contract before,” Angelica said. “We want to give her some pointers.”

“Fair enough. I want to text Reg and get him over here with the contract,” Max said.

He stepped out back to contact Reg but he couldn’t stop thinking about Sox. She was struggling. Many in The Barrels were, which was why they’d decided to bring a Second Start project to the area. How could he bring more industry into the area?

Reg showed up while he was still rejecting ideas for driving more business into The Barrels. “Got the contract. What’s up? You look like you’re trying to figure something out?”

“Sox’s work is good. If she were in New York or LA she’d have gallery owners lining up to buy her work. How do we bring a spotlight to the people of The Barrels like her?” he asked Reg.

“We could have another party. But this one at the center. It’ll probably be easiest to finish and we invite as many philanthropists as we can. Maybe get the media involved. I have a contact at E! who might be interested in doing something like this,” Reg said. “I can get Dana involved; she’s got the right contacts for this.”

Dana was Reg’s assistant and was a wiz at putting together PR events. “Do it. Let’s see if we can do something before Christmas. Kind of give The Barrels a present by bringing some positive attention to the residents there and getting them something to look forward to in the new year.”

“On it. I’ll go back to the office and start the ball rolling. Bring the contracts back to me and I’ll get them in motion too,” Reg said.

He went back to his car and left to go back to the offices they’d been using that were part of Logan’s suite in a small strip of buildings off of the Square. He knew Logan would want to be involved and the more he thought about the event, the more excited he got.

He’d know that they could do good things in The Barrels but he hadn’t realized how much talent was there. Not just Sox but there were a few other people that Sully had brought to their attention.

Angelica came to the door and waved him back in. Cosima had gone back out to the shop and Angelica nodded at Sox. “I’ll leave you two to talk. I’m right out here if you need me.”

Sox nodded. She sat up a little straighter as Max sat down across from her. She had a notepad in front of her and he could see she had made a lot of notes on it.

“So, uh, how does this work?” she asked.

“Tell me what you want and we’ll sort it out.”

“I want a larger amount and to have two assistants work with me. They’d be interns and paid two hundred a day. They’d get credit for their part of the mural and my name would be credited for the design and bulk of the work.”

“Done. What else?”

“I want to license prints to sell in the shops here in town and online,” she said.

He was pretty sure that was Angelica’s idea but he liked it.

“Done. Anything else?”

“Uh, are you just going to say yes to everything?” she asked. “That’s not good business. Even I know that.”

“I might say no to some things. So far you haven’t asked me for anything I can’t give,” he said. “And you have a lot of talent and I want to see you succeed. Together I think we can give you a good start.”

“I like that. I have a few more things, like y’all pay for my supplies,” she said.

“Give me your list. I’ll have this all added into the contract,” he said.

She handed it to him and he skimmed it noticing that she’d written health insurance and a question mark at the bottom. As a contractor she wouldn’t be covered.

“I can’t put you on our health insurance but I can get you an independent policy and we’d pay for that,” he said.

“What if someone has a pre-existing condition?” she asked.

“Like who?”

“My mom,” Sox said.

“I’ll take care of it,” he said.

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