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be polite to say he’d figured she was an evil pendeja and crazy to boot. And he was a sorry son of a bitch, wasn’t he? Because he didn’t think he’d have bothered to come back to the Mossy Glenn if Antonia hadn’t begged.
“There’s no figuring her out,” Nick said as he handed the papers to Chance. “She’s the most hateful person I’ve ever met.”
“Then her and Daddy must have made a perfect pair,” Annabelle snarked. “If they’d stayed together they’d have probably killed each other. Or taken over the world.”
Rory sent Annabelle a chiding look even as he tried to muffle a chuckle. Nick nodded and Carlos rubbed at the scratches because they suddenly seemed to be burning his skin.
Chance’s low whistle drew all of their attention to him. The handsome older man—not older than Carlos, he didn’t think—looked at Rory.
“This is… I don’t know if we can do anything to stop the ranch from going under.”
Chance rubbed his forehead as if something was thumping on the backside of his brow. “I know it’s y’all’s—should be y’all’s, but I just don’t see how we can save it.”
Carlos tried not to cringe. He should have come sooner, but he hadn’t known until he’d grown a pair and rifled through Antonia’s office just how fucked the finances were. The evil woman had borrowed and borrowed with no thought to how the money had to be paid back.
And for what? So she could have more shoes than any woman could wear in a lifetime?
Honestly, Carlos didn’t know what she’d spent it on, besides a new car. He wished he’d looked for receipts or proof of what she’d done with so much money, but he’d been thunderstruck when he’d found the loan papers and the past due notices for them.
“I’m sorry,” he said quietly, guilt tightening his chest. He didn’t know what else to say, not with everything tangling up in him like it was.
“Do we want to try to keep the Mossy Glenn?” Annabelle asked, and even Carlos could hear the sadness tingeing her voice. “What are our options, anyway? Buy it? Would your mother sell it to us?”
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WHERE THERE’S A WILL
Bailey Bradford
46
Carlos dragged his gaze up from his boots to find Nick staring at him. His former boss frowned. “You’ve got nothing to be sorry for. I left there knowing she didn’t know jack shit about ranching. If anyone’s at fault, it’s me.”
There were several objections to Nick’s claim, and Carlos, feeling like the odd man out, stood and started to make his way out of the living room while the siblings and their partners all seemed to be talking at once. He almost made it to the front door before rapid footsteps behind him and the sound of Annabelle calling his name stopped him. Carlos clenched his hand around the doorknob but didn’t turn around.
“Where are you going? Nobody blames you for this crazy bi—woman’s actions.”
Carlos blamed himself enough for all of them. He jumped when Annabelle laid a hand on his shoulder. “Come on, come back in here. I’m sure Nick would like to talk to you.
Where are you staying while you’re here?”
“Hadn’t thought that far ahead,” Carlos admitted before he could think better of it.
“Don’t know if I’ll be going back to Montana, either. Least not to the Mossy G, since Antonia fired me over wanting to contact Nick.”
“God, what a bitch,” Annabelle muttered. “I was trying not to cuss so much, but sometimes there’s just no other words.”
Carlos agreed, but he wasn’t going to say so. When he still didn’t move or speak, Annabelle moved around to his side until she could look at him. Carlos couldn’t refuse to meet her gaze. He wasn’t a coward, despite what it might have looked like. Her dark blue eyes seemed to sear right into his head.
“I’m sorry no one told you you had no reason to be sorry.” Annabelle scowled and shook her head. “We can be a bunch of idiots, sometimes, and we were all a
“There’s no figuring her out,” Nick said as he handed the papers to Chance. “She’s the most hateful person I’ve ever met.”
“Then her and Daddy must have made a perfect pair,” Annabelle snarked. “If they’d stayed together they’d have probably killed each other. Or taken over the world.”
Rory sent Annabelle a chiding look even as he tried to muffle a chuckle. Nick nodded and Carlos rubbed at the scratches because they suddenly seemed to be burning his skin.
Chance’s low whistle drew all of their attention to him. The handsome older man—not older than Carlos, he didn’t think—looked at Rory.
“This is… I don’t know if we can do anything to stop the ranch from going under.”
Chance rubbed his forehead as if something was thumping on the backside of his brow. “I know it’s y’all’s—should be y’all’s, but I just don’t see how we can save it.”
Carlos tried not to cringe. He should have come sooner, but he hadn’t known until he’d grown a pair and rifled through Antonia’s office just how fucked the finances were. The evil woman had borrowed and borrowed with no thought to how the money had to be paid back.
And for what? So she could have more shoes than any woman could wear in a lifetime?
Honestly, Carlos didn’t know what she’d spent it on, besides a new car. He wished he’d looked for receipts or proof of what she’d done with so much money, but he’d been thunderstruck when he’d found the loan papers and the past due notices for them.
“I’m sorry,” he said quietly, guilt tightening his chest. He didn’t know what else to say, not with everything tangling up in him like it was.
“Do we want to try to keep the Mossy Glenn?” Annabelle asked, and even Carlos could hear the sadness tingeing her voice. “What are our options, anyway? Buy it? Would your mother sell it to us?”
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WHERE THERE’S A WILL
Bailey Bradford
46
Carlos dragged his gaze up from his boots to find Nick staring at him. His former boss frowned. “You’ve got nothing to be sorry for. I left there knowing she didn’t know jack shit about ranching. If anyone’s at fault, it’s me.”
There were several objections to Nick’s claim, and Carlos, feeling like the odd man out, stood and started to make his way out of the living room while the siblings and their partners all seemed to be talking at once. He almost made it to the front door before rapid footsteps behind him and the sound of Annabelle calling his name stopped him. Carlos clenched his hand around the doorknob but didn’t turn around.
“Where are you going? Nobody blames you for this crazy bi—woman’s actions.”
Carlos blamed himself enough for all of them. He jumped when Annabelle laid a hand on his shoulder. “Come on, come back in here. I’m sure Nick would like to talk to you.
Where are you staying while you’re here?”
“Hadn’t thought that far ahead,” Carlos admitted before he could think better of it.
“Don’t know if I’ll be going back to Montana, either. Least not to the Mossy G, since Antonia fired me over wanting to contact Nick.”
“God, what a bitch,” Annabelle muttered. “I was trying not to cuss so much, but sometimes there’s just no other words.”
Carlos agreed, but he wasn’t going to say so. When he still didn’t move or speak, Annabelle moved around to his side until she could look at him. Carlos couldn’t refuse to meet her gaze. He wasn’t a coward, despite what it might have looked like. Her dark blue eyes seemed to sear right into his head.
“I’m sorry no one told you you had no reason to be sorry.” Annabelle scowled and shook her head. “We can be a bunch of idiots, sometimes, and we were all a
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