“The whole staff signed a card. And I want to send a basket.”
I reached out and touched her shoulder. “That’s a lovely idea.”
“What the hell are you doing in my office?” Baxter strode in, almost shoving Julie into me.
I nodded my head to her, indicating that she should leave.
“Didn’t take you long to make yourself comfortable.”
“I’m busy. What do you want?”
“You can’t terminate Max Logan's contract.”
“We already did.”
“Joseph Flanynk? You know my dad opposed bringing him in.”
Baxter gave me a smile. “Your father isn’t here, is he?”
“This is insane.”
“By the time your Dad is back on his feet, Joseph and I will show the world that he was the right hire.”
“You had the perfect player with Max.”
“Well, that ship has sailed, hasn’t it?”
I couldn’t contain my frustration. “Why are you doing this?”
He came around my desk and stood nose to nose with me. “One more thing.”
“What is that?”
“You’re fired.”
I scoffed. “You can’t fire me.”
“Yes, I can. And I just did. I want your ass out of my sight.”
“My family owns this building and this team.”
“But legally, I’m in charge.”
“Career limiting move, Baxter,” I spun on my heels.
“You’re a fucking little bitch. I’ll be canceling your access to the building. Just stay the fuck away.”
I gave him the finger as I walked out.
I hit Brian’s number.
“Rory.”
“Baxter fired me and had me banned from the building.”
“What?”
“Tell me he can’t do that.”