Tony
It’s insane, Pepper writes. We’re standing at the overlook, staring down at the giant, toilet bowl structure of the Hoover Dam.
“I know, right?” Something about the enormity of the concrete formation makes your stomach drop.
It’s horrifying.
I chuckle. “Yeah, I guess it is.” Built into the beautiful red rock face of Black Canyon and capturing the clear blue water of the Colorado River, the dam changed the very forces of nature.
My parents showed up today, she writes on her notepad.
I scratch my face. I’ve been waiting for her to tell me what my security guys had already reported. “Yeah, I heard. Is that a good thing or a bad thing?”
She shakes her head, disgust marring her features. It’s a pain in my a*s. They don’t think Hugh should stay fired.
I have to work to unclench my f
