BAM-The Beginning (Vested Interest) by Melanie Moreland

Author:Melanie Moreland [Moreland, Melanie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Moreland Books Inc
Published: 2019-12-11T18:30:00+00:00

Aiden reached for another slice of pizza, chewing fast. “I don’t think I like him.”

I stifled a sigh. “We don’t have to like him, Aiden. I’m not hiring him to be a friend. I need a new lawyer. You checked him out. Even you have to admit his resume is impressive.”

“It is, but there’s something about him—something…” He tapped his finger on the conference table, frowning.

“Something off,” Maddox supplied, sipping from a bottle of beer.

“You too?” I asked.

He shrugged. “Frankly, all the lawyers you’ve talked to give me the same vibe. Greg is certainly qualified. And you’re right—we don’t have to like him personally. He’s sharp, got some great connections, and is as focused on his company as we are on ours.”

“Hmph,” was all I got from Aiden.

I stood and went to the sideboard, pouring myself a shot of brandy. I looked out at the deserted street, the glimmer of lights from the downtown core bright in the distance. I turned, leaning against the sideboard in our conference room. The building had come a long way in two years. The offices were finished and decorated, the boardroom we were in taking up a large area of the top floor. There was a huge wooden conference table I’d had built. Comfortable chairs with our company logo emblazoned on the leather. Rich wood, deep colors, indirect lighting. The best computer equipment available on the market. My office had much the same feeling—subdued and understated. Aiden’s was brighter—his love of color evident. Maddox’s office was tone on tone gray. Calming. Sandy’s desk was semicircular with a large and modern waiting area in front of her space. No one got past her into our private offices. Thanks to Aiden’s security measures, no one got upstairs that shouldn’t be in the building. No one got near me either.

The second floor held many staff—the number constantly growing. The main floor had a small and successful restaurant owned by an older couple who ran it well. BAM kept them busy, plus the walk-in traffic from the local merchants ensured the owners a good income. The back half of the main floor contained areas for the crews and the office of our latest hires—Jordan Hayes and Vince Morrison. Jordan was brilliant at administration and handling paperwork. Vince—or Van, as he preferred to be known—was a master carpenter and an outstanding general contractor who would oversee all my flips, which was still one of my favorite parts of my growing empire. They were going to be an integral part of our company for a long time to come. Our business was thriving, and we were still young and building.

The sky was the limit.

“I guess if he’s a shark, better he be on our team than somebody else’s,” Aiden mused, pushing the empty pizza box away and draining his beer. “I’d rather he bite the competitor’s ass than ours.”

“He reminds me of someone,” Maddox muttered. “I don’t know who, though.”

I pushed three proposals toward them. “These are the top three candidates.

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