Grisham“I’ve thought about it, yes,” I say into the phone. I’m trying to sound bored and unaffected but, truthfully, I probably just sound tired.
“And you’ve come to your senses about merging our two clubs?” Drew asks on the other end of the line.
“I don’t know,” I say. “What if I haven’t, as you’ve said, come to my senses?”
“Well,” Drew says, “Then I’ll have forty guys there to take threefold what you’ve taken from me. You’ll be first on deck. My daughter will become a widow. Your club will still end up in ruins.”
“Drew, you know I respect you. I respect the process. I’d never have authorized this bullshit Spree pulled off,” I say. “I’m asking you to think rationally about this.”
“I do understand, but a leader takes responsibility for all of his brothers. Spree was yours to control.
