Chapter 5

“Wait a second,” he broke in. “You want this Mason to come in and sniff around our operation? You’re going to have a Mason tell a Behr how to run this business?”

Now Connor’s hackles were raised as much as Ben’s and mine. In a minute we’d be slugging it out if I didn’t do something to stop us.

I pulled back in my chair, rolling it slightly toward the wall behind me.

“One of you wants to take over, it’s all yours,” I growled. “I’m tired of juggling to make this company work. I’m thirty-two. I need to get a life.”

My words stopped them cold. They stared at me as if I’d said something unbelievable.

“You can’t quit.” They spoke as one.

“Hell I can’t. We either let Mason help us organize, or one of you takes over and I’m out. What’s it going to be?” Did one of them want to take the blame for the company’s slow death?

They stared at me and then each other.

“Okay,” Ben said, “we’ll give him a try. But so help me, if he fucks up, I’ll pulverize him.”