I looked at him.
He nodded toward my house.
“This property is key.
We’re building a luxury shopping complex. High-end retail. Restaurants.
Jobs. Tourism. Growth.
You’ll be part of the future of Cedar Hammock.”
I took a slow sip of coffee.
“I’m part of something already,” I said. “My life. This house.
That’s enough future for me.”
One of his guys shifted his weight.
