“Gunner,” my mom sounds excited, “get home quick. You won’t believe who just rolled into town!”
There’s a rustling sound, as if mom’s handing over the phone and then a dark voice croaks…
“Hello, Gunner.”
Ice runs through my veins.
That voice instantly carries me back to my grandfather’s funeral and the instruction that changed the course of my life forever.
“It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”
My mind whirs with chaos.
My stomach roils threatening to bring back everything I had for breakfast this morning.
“I think,”the throaty voice whispers,“you and I need to have a chat.”
CHAPTER
FORTY-SIX
REBEL
Apriland I discuss damage control while Chance calls his lawyers.
The McLanely wealth isn’t something I think about much, but I’mextremelygrateful for Chance’s connections now.
“Our lawyers will submit an injunction,” Chance says, walking back to us with a frown. “But we won’t know what we’re really fighting against until the investigation concludes and a report is submitted.”
“Let me guess. The ‘investigation’ can take as long as Stewart Kinsey wants?” I mumble.
“That jerk!” April scowls. “I thought he couldn’t get any lower, but I was wrong. He’s lower than scum.” April spins around to glare at Chance. “This is ridiculous! Do we really have to close our shop because Stewart said so?”
“Not because Stewart said so but… yeah. You do.”
April scoffs.
I loosen my ponytail because I’m getting a massive headache.
Chance taps his cell phone in his palm, his eyes on April. “It’s unfortunate, but legal.”
“Great,” April grouses.
“The lawyers said Plan B is to countersue. They’ll prepare the documents and get back to me in twenty-four hours, but there are no guarantees. So in the meantime…”
“We wait?” I supply, finishing his sentence.
Chance takes one look at April’s aggrieved expression and says, “We don’t have to. I can find a way to make Stewart’s life miserable right now.”
“How?” April leans forward eagerly.
Chance arches a brow. “It depends on how angry you are.”
April’s lips form somewhat of a smile. “Very.”
“I’ll give Theilan a call. I know he won’t ask questions if I ask him to bring a shovel and a large duffel bag.”
April considers it and then shakes her head. “It’s not worth it. Besides, I don’t want to get you and the team in trouble. Especially before the last game of the season.”