Kimmy
“So, how did the meeting with Lennox go? I tried to get him to tell me about it at dinner last night, but he wouldn’t,” I asked my brother, entering his office.
“It was surprising. I had no idea what the guy wanted, but I’ll admit, I wasn’t expecting it. That’s for sure.”
I took a seat in the visitor chair and pulled up Xander’s calendar, reviewing it while I waited for him to continue. When he didn’t, I figured he was waiting for me to ask the question. “Okay, so I’ll bite: what did he want?”
“To sell me his stake of Harrington Media.”
I was sure I’d heard him clearly, but I wasn’t sure why Lennox would want to do that. So, I asked. “Why?”
“I didn’t ask him why; it’s not my business why. My only concern was the cost. Based on their current stock prices,
