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“You couldn’t do everything, brother. This is on me. If we don’t get the funds back, I’ll replace them personally,” I stated.
“Why?” Nanci asked.
“Huh?” I looked at her, confused.
“Why replace them out of your own money?”
“Because I allowed that motherfucker to scam us, which makes me responsible,” I replied.
Nanci regarded me thoughtfully before nodding. “Okay.”
“Razor, get Vortex to put the feelers out for Party. Let it be known we’re searching for him, and will offer a marker,” I ordered without thinking.
Nanci scowled, and Razor’s gaze flicked between the two of us. I winced as Nanci nodded to Razor. “Yeah, do what Inglorioussuggestedand we’ll honour a marker.”
“Will do,” Razor replied and literally ran away.
“Damn, that’s the fastest he’s moved in months,” I mused and began to laugh.
Nanci stared at me in disbelief before she, too, joined in.
Chapter Ten.
Inglorious
Nanci was looking at six recruits for prospects today. I wanted to hang around, but knew I wouldn’t be welcome. Instead, I headed out to see how construction was proceeding. Rock was on site checking what had been accomplished so far. I moved to where Rock was pointing something out on a plan and shaking his head.
“What’s up?” I asked.
“The saloon doors. The original building had swinging doors. However, when you close at night, they aren’t workable,” Rock replied.
“Why not install sliding doors that lock behind the swing doors?” I suggested.
Rock looked at the doorway and headed inside.
I followed.
After checking the framework, he nodded. “We could build a fake wall, and the doors can slide into that. That wouldn’t affect the aesthetics.”
“Let’s do that.”
“That’s a plan. How are you doing?” Rock asked, his eyes studying me.
“Okay.” I didn’t want to discuss my therapy or problems with anyone but Janet right now.
“Glad to hear that. The stream for the trout farm has been widened where you requested, and all blockages removed. Are you aware it’s fully stocked? Dude, the fish are climbing on top of each other. Where they ain’t been farmed for years, they’re big sizes too.”
“That’s great news. Gotta admit, I was worried we might have to clear it out and restock.”
“Nope. That will be some mighty fine fishing. You’ll certainly get customers with them. The fishing shack is nearly restored as well.”
“Have the electrics been run to it?” I asked.
Getting wiring there had been a major problem when planning the restoration. The building had no electric, and running the cables to it had caused serious issues.
“Yes. The electric company had already done that, so it’s just a case of connecting everything. You’ve plenty of sockets for fridges, lights and shit. The shack looks good even if I’m the one saying so,” Rock said with pride.
“Cheers, I’ll take a walk later. After the saloon, did Nanci give you the next job?”
