Page 18 of Ruthless Ambition
Blocking out Sasha, I called Neil.
“Get legal, start the termination of contract today, invoke clause forty-one, subsection C.”
“Angel?”
“Has no choice but to accept it. It’s my company, and my say is final.”
I heard him sigh. “Are you at least going to tell her first?”
“I’m sure she’ll already be aware.” I was sure she wouldn’t, but it wouldn’t come as too much of a surprise. My whole agency knew Clark was a problem we didn’t want. Yes, it was good business to show that, as agents, we could handle our clients’ problems, but when the clientwasthe problem, that was no longer as good for business.
“I’ll draft the email,” he told me. “Donotcopy her in.Tellher.”
“You do that.” I hung up.
Charlie was waiting patiently as he watched Sasha throw her fit of temper, no longer caring that she had no audience.
“You done?” he asked me.
“Yeah, should take about an hour to get it drafted up.” Glancing at my watch, I looked over at Sasha. “Distract her?”
Charlie smiled as he straightened. “When she’s like this?”
“Problem?” I asked, already knowing it wasn’t.
“Fuck no, she’s up for anything when she’s this wound up.”
“Enjoy,” I said to him as I left him to make sure my potential problem was kept quiet until her husband was out of jail. I had no doubt that Angel would negotiate her client’s release with no unwanted attention, and as I headed back to the office, I trusted that when she read Neil’s email to legal telling them to terminate his affiliation with the agency, she would do the right thing then, too.
Well, she had no choice. How she handled it was her problem.
Two hours later, I was on a call with a scout for my brothers and cousin when my office door opened, and one very pissed-off colleague marched across the office floor.
Ignoring her, I continued with my call. “And you’ve seen the tapes?”
I listened to him as he told me he had, and then told me where he had issues with the boys’ performance, his biggest one being that they relied too heavily on each other. I agreed, but when you played with the best, you used the best.
Angel’s hands on the back of the chair tightened as she tried her best not to glare at me, and knowing I was getting to her pushed me to drag the call out by another ten minutes, in which time, she mouthedfuck youand left my office.
Finally hanging up the call, I called my little brother Jett.
“You missing dinner?” Jett said as he answered.
“Had an issue in Nashville that I needed to take care of,” I told him amicably. “Just off a call to Colby Walters,” I told him.
“ScoutColby Waters?” Jett asked me with enthusiasm, making me smile.
“Yes,” I confirmed. “He likes you, all of you, but I need you to start working on something for me now, and we’ll get help during summer vacation.”
“What kind of help?” Jett asked me suspiciously, and I felt the smile tug at the corner of my mouth at my little brother’s immediate suspicious nature.
“You play to Gray and to Ash too much. We need to break the habit.”
“They have the most chance of catching the ball.”
“I know, and I know you pass to them because you’re showing off how good they are, but right now, during the downtime, I need you to remember there are eight more guys on that field.”
I heard him draw breath to start bitching at me, and then I heard him let out a sigh. “I’ll work on it.”
