Chapter 164
“What’s this?”
“Copy of our agreement, when you bought out my share of Dockside. The pertinent information is highlighted.” Because Mace always, always had to be a smug-ass bitch. Scooter unfolded the papers absently, trying to hide a smirk. He scanned through the document. If Mace thought whatever ambulance-chasing, cheap-ass shyster she’d talked to in Atlanta was going to pull one over on the team that Howard Industries had, she was in for a—
Oh.
Oh. Fuck
Andy was going to kill him.
Mace clicked her tongue. “I’ll let you discuss that with Jess.”
“Mace—”
“The answer is no, little brother. It’s a legally binding agreement. No, I won’t ‘be reasonable.’ I won’t ‘get along because we’re family.’ And I certainly will not ‘play nice.’ I have the right, and I am telling you, my price is going to be high.”