“Um, sure. Why not? This day has already been surreal enough. Might as well discuss how I can make even more money.”
“That’s the spirit.”
Chapter 13
When Humphrey exited Stone’s office,he took a deep, steadying breath, then set off down the street toward where he’d left his car.
The reading of Trenton’s will had not gone as he’d expected.
He’d known for more than two years that the college was in line to receive a portion of Trenton’s estate. Trenton himself had told him as much. What the billionaire hadn’t mentioned was the amount or that there would be conditions on how the money was to be used.
Both issues were not only unsatisfactory but detrimental to his future. He had to find a way to fix this.
He was a block from Stone’s office when a nearby car honked. He jerked in surprise, then looked over and saw a sedan pacing him.
The passenger-side window lowered, and Andre Parker grinned at him from the driver’s seat.
“What the hell?” Humphrey muttered.
He looked around to make sure no one else was paying him or the car attention, then he hurried over to the open window and leaned down.
“What are you doing here?” Humphrey asked. “You know we can’t be seen together.”
“Relax. No one cares about two people talking.”
“What do you want?”
“What do you think I want?”
“I told you I’ll send you the rest as soon as my business is settled.”
Andre nodded his head back toward the lawyer’s office. “Isn’t that what you were doing in there?”
“That was just the first step. It’s going to take a little time.”
“How much time?”
“A few weeks. Maybe a month.”
Andre winced and sucked in a breath. “Not sure that’s going to work for me.”
“I can’t make things go any faster than they already are. There are procedures for things like this. Steps that must be followed.”
“I suppose,” Andre said. “But just know I’ve got my eyes on you, so don’t even think about trying something funny. That is unless you want to take a little swim, like your friend.”
“You don’t need to threaten me. You’ll get your money. I promise.”
Andre held out his pinkie finger.
“What’s that for?” Humphrey asked.
“Pinkie swear.”
“Are you kidding me? What are you? A child?”
Andre wiggled the finger. “Come on.”
“Oh, for God’s sake.”
