Chapter 7

A few minutes later, he called Luka and they agreed to start right after his shift. He saved Luka’s info on his phone and got back to work. He had a lot of things to do to get this place up and running at full capacity, including finding more funding. Hopefully the rest of the day would go smoother.

He should have knocked on wood because his day went to shit faster than he could say “Nixon City.”

His phone had rung a few minutes after he spoke with Luka. The landline, not his cell. He immediately recognized the voice as the one from the previous day.

“You get the money?”

“Who is this?” he demanded.

“I told you I wouldn’t put up with this crap. You want everyone to know what a pervert your grandfather was?” the voice sneered.

“You say this, but what proof do you have? I don’t believe you. I think you’rethe crazy one,” Jacob yelled, then slammed down the receiver.