Page 31 of Mustang Summer

“Camilla like that move?”

The grin was wiped off his face.“It didn’t mean anything.”

“That makes me feelsomuch better.Thank you for clearing that up.How about that other girl who stopped by here the other day.Mean nothing?”

“Tia?Nah, she’s just after a good time.I keep shooing her away.”

Sure he did.

He leaned across the desk and reached for a lock of her hair, but she tilted away until he gave up.“I’m waiting for you.You know we were meant to be together.”

“Keep waiting.”

“Don’t tell me you don’t miss us.”

“Okay, I won’t tell you.”Not too long ago, this would’ve been just a show.Such a relief to realize that she no longer missed what she and Gage had.Because now she could see all it was going to be was a replay of her mom and Bill.

“You’re mine, Josie.Work your little things out, get it together, and come back to me.”

She fanned herself and made sure her words dripped with sarcasm.“Such sweet words.”

He pointed to her before he walked out.“Us.”

Puffing a breath of frustration, she went back to her ledger.

That was a lot of money.Bill would need the Shelby.He’d need to refurbish the shit out of it to come close to breaking even.She spun some numbers based on the inventory they already had.

Did she even want to see what parts were getting a new paint job, in several discreet pieces, deeper in the house?

Even with what Bill made off his illegal hobby, a hundred thousand to people like them was the equivalent of paying back a cool million.

At least they had the Shelby, thanks to Mr.Blackwell.

She swallowed a lump of regret.His stories broke her heart.

How could she face him when she went back there to pick it up?

If she went through with it, would Bill send her on another con?Would it get easier until guilt failed to plague her?Then she’d either hate the person she became or end up in jail.

Unless…

Bill didn’t know Mr.Blackwell had called.What if there was someone more deserving Mr.Blackwell could sell to?

Brock’s reason for wanting the Shelby was exactly what Mr.Blackwell had been looking for—a bonding experience between family, and Brock had mentioned his dad.Brock’s cars meant something to him, and from the land of the Walker Five to the vehicles they drove, they didn’t need the money.All of it was proof that they had the good head for business that her dad was missing.

What if Brock talked with Mr.Blackwell again?

What if she helped Brock talk with Mr.Blackwell again?

What about Bill and his massive loan?

Tough love, isn’t that what they called it?If she did this for Bill, he’d just tank the business again and put history on repeat.

Before she could think about how the ramifications would affect her, she got up, shut the door to the office, and made a call.

Brock saton the tailgate of his pickup while waiting for Josie.

She’d called with a hell of an offer.

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