“Yeah, I heard. Sure thing. We can talk strippers, and where we’ll leave you handcuffed at the end of a drunken night!”

I laugh, because he has no idea. “We?” I ask.

“I know you have no friends, you fucking recluse. I’ll drum up a posse who know how to party.”

Oh no.

“Let’s talk Friday,” I respond.

“Can’t wait. By the way, have you been in touch with Gia?”

“Yes, I have. Ana and I had a look at her portfolio online. We both liked what we saw. Ms. Matteo was going with the real estate agent to check out the property so that when we meet she knows what we are talking about.”

“I need to see this place, too, hotshot.”

“I know. Let’s do it Friday. After work.”

“Rad. Sounds good.”

“Okay. Laters, Elliot.” An unexpected surge of warmth fills my chest. “And, um…thank you.”

“What are brothers for?”

“So, this is your new office, hotshot.” Elliot strolls through the door, as laid-back as his tone.

“Do you have to call me that, Lelliot?” I stress his nickname and wave him toward my white leather couch.

what you are. Look at this place.” He waves a hand in the direction of my outer office. Wearing jeans, a T-shirt, and his Aztec jacket from San Diego State, he looks like the

I sit down opposite him and notice that his knee is bouncing to a crazy beat and he’s avoiding eye contact.

What the hell? He’s nervous.

I don’t think I’ve ever seen him this way.

“What is it?” I ask.

He shuffles in his seat and presses his hands together. “I want to start my own construction company.” He blurts out the words in a rush.

Ah! “You’re looking for investment.”

His vibrant blue eyes finally meet mine. “Yes,” he says with a steeliness that surprises me.

“How much do you need?”

“About 100K.”

I smirk at the irony. That’s

Elliot balks. “You’re not going to ask for a

“No. You may be an utter fucking asshole sometimes, but you work hard. I see that. You’re passionate about what you do. This is your dream. And I believe in it, too. We should all be striving for sustainable living. Besides, you’re my brother,

When Elliot smiles, he lights up a room.

Feeling uncomfortable at the sudden swell of feelings for my brother, I dial Welch’s number for an update on his investigation.

been poring over the documents Marco sent me regarding Geolumara. Based in Nevada, their solar farms are already producing enough kilowattage to light up two neighboring towns. They have the expertise to bring cheaper renewable energy to other parts of the U.S. I think they have a great deal of potential. I’m excited to acquire the company

her knees and Snow Patrol playing quietly over the sound system. I assume she’s working on an upcoming book, and it occurs to me that we should get her a desk and chair in here.

“Hi,” I say when she looks up.

“Hi.” She

“Are you reading another manuscript?”

“I’m doing the first draft

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