My Brother Kept Bragging About a Deal He’d Already Lost

at the screen and everybody saw the name before he turned it over.

Tom Wexler.

He answered fast. “Tom.”

Nobody at the table pretended not to listen.

Marcus’s shoulders stiffened.

“I told you, Peterson was ours.”

A pause.

Then, “What do you mean the board reviewed my communications?”

Sophia closed her eyes.

He listened. His face emptied.

My father took one step continue reading …