Alissa ignored Shawn’s third call, just like she had the other two. Her father had returned from his fishing trip that morning, and the family was currently sitting together in the small living room at her parents’ house.
It didn’t matter what Shawn said anyway. His company was a joke. Dishonest. Ruthless. He’d probably been sent here to keep her busy while they got a land deal approved under the table, and the thought tasted like poison in the back of her mouth.
her “Okay.” Her father hung up the phone and looked at Olympia. “Our land is still ours. The Saddlers still have their land. The high-rise can’t continue without one of us selling, and I’ve got Sergeant Myers pulling the video from the bank across the street from the construction site. We’ll see who went in.”
“What if they used
