James’ POV
Austin descended into the darkness with Sierra right behind him. The man kept the door open until they had reached the bottom, and then closed it. He turned to me, with a serious look.
“You know the compensation we expect for holding and selling her?” He asked.
“Yes, I’m aware of how much you take as profit,” I said.
“First things first,” the man said, putting his hand into his back pocket, pulling out a folded piece of paper. “This is the contract for you to sign.” He handed me the paper, and I unfolded it. Before I had read the first line, he shoved a pen under my nose.
“Are we really gonna sign this?” Keith asked.
“Yeah, what choice do we have?” I responded. Taking the pen from him, I signed my name on the bottom line.
“I expect you not to sell her until the bids
