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Chapters (57)
  1. Cover
  2. Title Page
  3. Copyright
  4. Dedication
  5. Chapter One
  6. Chapter Two
  7. Chapter Three
  8. Chapter Four
  9. Chapter Five
  10. Chapter Six
  11. Chapter Seven
  12. Chapter Eight
  13. Chapter Nine
  14. Chapter Ten
  15. Chapter Eleven
  16. Chapter Twelve
  17. Chapter Thirteen
  18. Chapter Fourteen
  19. Chapter Fifteen
  20. Chapter Sixteen
  21. Chapter Seventeen
  22. Chapter Eighteen
  23. Chapter Nineteen
  24. Chapter Twenty
  25. Chapter Twenty-One
  26. Chapter Twenty-Two
  27. Chapter Twenty-Three
  28. Chapter Twenty-Four
  29. Chapter Twenty-Five
  30. Chapter Twenty-Six
  31. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  32. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  33. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  34. Chapter Thirty
  35. Chapter Thirty-One
  36. Chapter Thirty-Two
  37. Chapter Thirty-Three
  38. Chapter Thirty-Four
  39. Chapter Thirty-Five
  40. Chapter Thirty-Six
  41. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  42. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  43. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  44. Chapter Forty
  45. Chapter Forty-One
  46. Chapter Forty-Two
  47. Chapter Forty-Three
  48. Chapter Forty-Four
  49. Chapter Forty-Five
  50. Chapter Forty-Six
  51. Chapter Forty-Seven
  52. Chapter Forty-Eight
  53. Chapter Forty-Nine
  54. Chapter Fifty
  55. Acknowledgments
  56. Discover More
  57. About the Author

“Is that a yes?” I tapped my right foot on the vinyl flooring.

His gaze dropped to my phone. “Oh, right. Sure, go ahead.”

I opened my notebook and leaned forward, anxious to get started. Finally.

Across from me, Finn smirked.

I groaned. “Please wipe the smug look off your face. You got me. Good on you!”

“I didn’t say anything.” His eyes widened with feigned and mocking innocence.

I rolled mine. “Not with words, anyway. Can we please get down to business?” I didn’t wait for his response before turning on the recorder app on my phone and asking my first question.

To his credit, Finn was generous and thorough with his answers. I learned that once completed, the lobby of the twenty-five-floor luxury complex would house a coffee shop, fitness center, restaurant/bar, pharmacy, dry cleaning and laundry valet, and bank. Access to the stores inside the building would be open to the entire town and general public, but owners and tenants of the condo/rental complex would have priority or receive special discounts in some cases. My mind wandered to my new friend Monica. She wouldn’t have to travel to Newburgh for her early-morning gym fix anymore. And Jennifer would have a new watering hole to meet available, single women.

“How does Mr. Hanes expect to fill such a big building? Isn’t it a huge financial risk to think he can grow the town’s population by more than fifty percent with one complex?”

“Mr. Hanes didn’t make his money because he was afraid of risks. He also didn’t earn his impressive reputation taking stupid ones. We did surveys and polls to gauge the average suburban dweller’s interest in living in a place like The Hollows. All evidence supports the development.” He leaned back in his chair with his hands clasped behind his head.

Fair enough. With effort, I tore my eyes away from his triceps, which were straining against his dark gray Henley. “I read that you hope to attract young couples and singles who work in Manhattan but can’t afford the cost of living in Westchester, Rockland, or Long Island. My door-to-door commute here from the city was almost two hours, and I had to take an Uber from Newburgh because of the limited direct bus access to Pleasant Hollow. How do you expect folks to do that every day—twice? And will the benefit be worth the inconvenience?” I’ll see your risk assessment and raise you transportation inconvenience.