Go Francesca!
Pen growls. This is clearly the first time she’s heard this.
“Kat knew about this?”
“She did. Our sister is no pushover, but she’s had to fight to both claim and maintain her position. Why do you think she’s been so driven to take the company further than any of her predecessors?”
I swallow, knowing I’m probably going to regret my next words.
“Fine,” I say. “If Kat agrees, I’ll speak with her about the project. But Caleb, only if she agrees.”
Caleb grins like the Cheshire Cat, while Pen tilts her head, her eyes locking on mine.
I shrug.
There’s no way in hell Kat will agree to this, so why am I worried?
CHAPTER 5
KAT
When Elliot Granger, the head of my asset management team walks into my office, his pinched expression tells me everything I need to know.
“When?” I ask.
“Six months at the earliest.”
Fuck!
My hand grips my pendant, sliding it backwards and forwards.
Think Kat.
“And that’s all of them?”
“Everyone we approached before. Donovan and Jones have said they can put one of their other teams on it to begin with, but they were low on our list of preferred contractors.”
My hand pauses mid-slide.
Will someone give me a break! Please!
I hold my voice calm and steady. “No, this is too important,” I say honestly, earning myself a nod. At least someone is on my page. “Fine, we’ll go with Highcliffe and Partners. I’ll just have to sell the delay to the board.”
I stand up and run a hand down my trouser suit.
“Thank you, Elliot.”
He pauses as he reaches the door. “Good luck. Let me know the outcome so I can begin drawing up the relevant contracts.”
“There’s no such thing as luck,” I tell him truthfully.
“You make your own luck, Kitty Kat.”
Dad’s words echo in my mind.
I often ask myself what he would do or say.
Where have the past seven years gone?
