Chapter 18

STONE

For the last couple of weeks, I’ve been spending most of my time in Pelican Point, helping Desirae with the repairs to her boutique.

She’s anxious to reopen as soon as possible, and I’ve been pushing the crews to work overtime to get it done.

At the same time, I’ve been working on a plan for Pelican Point that will truly leave a legacy.

Today, I called a special meeting of the Board of Directors. I want the Pelican Point project resolved before Christmas. I’m doing this for Desirae. And for me.

As I present the revised project plan to the Board, my voice remains steady, outwardly confident, despite my racing heart. Everything is on the line as I detail the plans to preserve the historic downtown district.

The boardroom remains silent as I relate Desirae’s boutique’s impact on the community, as well as other examples—the Reilly building’s history, the florist shop, the bakery, the revitalization of the harbor area by Sapphire Development, a fierce competitor of my company.

Using hard data, but also speaking from my heart, I talk about the value of preservation and family businesses in small towns.

For the first time in my career, doing the right thing matters more than doing the profitable thing.

Despite my impassioned presentation, the board’s ultimatum lands hard: stick with the original plan or step down as CEO.

After the last board member departs, Kyle and I sit back down at the conference table.

“Well, that was fun. What now?” he asks.

“Time for plan B. Look. I don’t blame you if you want to keep your job and stay in the board’s good graces. You’ve got Kristina to think about. Do what’s right for you and your daughter.”

“Are you kidding, man? We’re a team. And you are my family too, just as much as Kristina is. I’m sticking with you. I’ve got savings. We’ll be fine.”

“Are you sure? This could get ugly before it gets better. Hostile takeovers can be a vicious fight.”

“I’m always up for a fight. Besides, we’ve got a lot of people in our corner. And you’ve got family to think about, too. Your mom. Probably Mrs. Reilly. Hopefully Desirae. And like you told me—do what’s right.”

“Okay, then. Get a meeting with our attorney so we can figure out how to handle the board. Meanwhile, I have a few calls to make. Namely, Emma Dawson, Candace Prescott, and Mrs. Reilly.

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