Chapter 60
JonahSunlight streamed through the window of Dad’s home office, belying the frigid temperatures outside. Many of our employees took the week off between Christmas and New Year’s, but not him.
I agreed to meet him to discuss a new acquisition target, but I also intended to bring up Trevor’s revelation.
We meandered through analyst reports and spreadsheets, trading data points and making notes. The entire day, half of my mental energy churned over when and how to broach the subject.
Finally, at four thirty, my father declared it was time to knock off. He poured us each a Scotch and agreed to reconvene the following Monday.
“Did you decide on your plans for New Year’s Eve?” he asked.
“I called Graham, and he’s coming up from Austin. You know Jesse Hampton. He’s having a party
