Yeah. Bad.
Come to Jonas’s office?
Jonas was talking to an assistant on the other end of theline when Logan’s response came through.
In a few.
Love you. We will beat this.
“Hi, Nicole. It’s Jonas Jacobs. How are you? I’ve got ConnorHarcourt and Gloria Alvarez here. I’m going to put you on speaker. Is thatokay?”
Jonas didn’t wait for a response from the other end.
“Hi, Nicole. It’s Connor Harcourt.”
“Good morning.” The woman’s usual frost had an extra fringeof icicles.
“So I understand you want to renegotiate the terms of your contract?”Connor asked.
“I’m not sure that’s how I’d phrase it. And I thought we hadan understanding certain terms were fluid based on a changing situation.”
“One of those terms, yes,” Connor said. “The cancellationfee. Are you electing to cancel?”
“No, as I said. We simply want to revisit a few things.”
“How many things?” Connor said.
“One,” Nicole answered.
“And it’s not the cancellation fee?” he asked.
“No.”
Connor’s stomach went cold. “Okay. What is it?”
“Logan Murdoch needs to go.”
Connor had felt it coming, but Gloria looked shocked, andJonas sank into the ornate Louis XIV desk chair in the corner, hand claspedover his mouth.
“So your understanding is that you have a line item in yourcontract that permits you to make permanent personnel decisions at this hotel?”Connor asked.
“We have a duty to keep our conference attendees safe.”
“And you’re afraid they’re in danger from a man who savestoddlers from drowning,” Connor said.
“We’re concerned management has shown a lack of judgmentwhen it comes to the current security director.”
Took the words right out of Sylvia Milton’s mouth,andbarely a minute after her press conference. What a coincidence, Connorthought.
“A lack of judgment. That’s a pretty big accusation, Nicole.Could you possibly be more specific?”
“Our board is upset, Connor. Don’t make this worse than itis.”
“How big is it?” Connor said.
“Our board?”
“No. The donation Sylvia Milton gave you to take this position.”