West: Billionaire Ranch - 4 by Vanessa Vale

Author:Vanessa Vale [Vale, Vanessa]
Language: eng
Format: epub

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WEST

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“I pulled up everything I could about him,” Jed said. He tossed a stack of papers on the kitchen counter. North’s chef had made Mexican for dinner, but we hadn’t gotten to it yet.

After our meeting with Tank the day before, I’d called Jed on the ride home. I’d had nothing to share about the guy other than his name, general age and that he used to work the rodeo circuit. I had nothing else.

Jed had hung up and got to work—even though it was a Sunday this impacted his woman—while I got nice and sweaty and exhausted tossing hay bales, then saddled up my horse and went for a ride until sunset. I’d tried to avoid thinking about Tank… and Rory. I hadn’t been able to get either out of my head.

Tank because he was a thorn in my side and Rory because she was… stuck there.

It had taken Jed a day, but he’d called us all together at the big house because he had something. It seemed his connections and background were consistently useful. Tossing money around was one thing, but access to the FBI’s databases was another. Him being part of the family meant less non-disclosure agreements. Less who knew what the fuck we were up to.

We’d convened in front of the taco buffet. East and Ella had driven up from Bozeman for this because it was a big fucking deal. Neither had summer classes. Ella had graduated in May and her master’s program didn’t start until next month. East was on break so they were flexible. And East felt as I did.

Angry and pissed. We’d sat across the booth from our father and all the man had cared about was money. Not us.

South and Maisey arrived a little while ago and the helicopter had just landed bringing North and Jed back from the corporate office. North hadn’t changed because I was sure she was as anxious as we were. I didn’t want to wait for her to put on sweats for the rundown. While Jed probably shared some details on the trip back, I was sure he wanted to tell all of us at once.

I wasn’t the only one tense. Maisey was holding South’s hand and East was sticking close to Ella.

Now was different than other times people had come after us for our money. North would sic the corporate lawyers on them and we’d never see them again. But this? There really wasn’t any doubt with Tank being related since I looked exactly like him.

It was really fucking weird knowing what I was going to look like in thirty years.

“Travis ‘Tank’ Million, born 1962 in Minot, North Dakota,” Jed began, reading from the top paper in his pile.

“His name really is Million?” Maisey asked. She’d grabbed a glass from the cabinet and was on her way to fill it at the fridge water dispenser, but she’d paused to ask.

“Fucking ironic,” I muttered.

Jed nodded. “It is. The details of schooling, parents and all that are in there.

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