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“She’s a pain in my ass is how she’s doing.”

“That bad?”

“Yes.” I didn’t hesitate. “She’s late. She doesn’t listen. And she hired somebody to do the work I gave her.”

There was a pause.

“She did what?”

“TaskRabbit,” I said flatly. “Got a man in her office right now doingherjob.”

Dillon exhaled slowly. “Yeah. That sounds like Aurora. Wolf?—”

“No,” I cut in. “If she doesn’t want to be here, I’m not wasting my time.”

“She wants to be there,” Dillon argued. “She just doesn’t know how to act.”

I glanced at the clock on the wall.

Two minutes.

“That’s not my concern.”

“It is now,” he pushed. “You agreed to this.”

“I agreed to teach her.” I clarified. “Not babysit. She’s not a child, even if she acts like one and I’m not holding her hostage. Ship her ass to Milan like you were supposed to and just wire me the money.”

Dillon was quiet for a second. “She’s not used to being told no.”

Duh!

“Give her a chance,” Dillon continued. “She can work hard. Just push her, don’t break her spirit.”

“Dillon. I can not deal with a bratty, lil’ know it all. I don’t know how you run things back home but here it’s my way or the highway.”

“You a drill sergeant now?”

“If I gotta be,” I looked out my office window at the fields. It looked like rain coming in. Maybe we should do a half day. “Why are you calling me to see how she’s doing anyway? Shouldn’t you be calling her?”

I heard movement on the other end. “She’s not talking to me right now.”

“Lovely.”

“Stop,” he said. “She’s just upset with me right now. Give her a week.”

Oh, please.

“You got a lot of patience with her.”

“She’s my daughter.”

“And that’s exactly why she thinks she don’t gotta earn nothing.”

Dillon sighed. “Wolf?—”

I looked at the clock again.Thirty seconds.

“Like I said, if she’s not through that door?—”