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I’m sorry. Since he was definitely of sound mind, neither you nor Reed can successfully challenge the will.”
    She had stared at him blankly. “What do you mean? What terms?”
    “I told you this inheritance was temporary.”
    “How can an inheritance be temporary?”
    “Setting aside the legal language, the concept is quite simple. For you to retain ownership of the team, the Stars have to win the AFC Championship this coming January, something that is highly unlikely. If they don’t win, you’ll get one hundred thousand dollars and the team reverts to Reed.”
    Even the news that she might receive such an enormous amount of money couldn’t keep her joy from fading. With a sinking heart, she realized this was another of her father’s manipulations.
    “Are you saying that I’ll only own the team until January, and then Reed will get it?”
    “Unless the Stars win the AFC Championship, in which case the team would be yours forever.”
    She pushed her hair back from her face with a trembling hand. “I—I don’t know anything about football. This championship game? Is this the Super Bowl?”
    To his credit, Hibbard launched into a patient explanation. “It’s one step away. The National Football League is split into two conferences, the American Football Conference, the AFC, and the National Football Conference. The two best teams in each conference play for their conference championship, and the winners of those games meet in the Super Bowl.”
    She wanted to make certain she understood. “For me to retain ownership, the Stars would have to win this AFC championship game?”
    “That’s right. And frankly, Miss Somerville, their chances of even getting close are practically nil. They’re a good team, but most of the players are still young. Two or three years from now, they may do it, but not this season, I’m afraid. Right now, the AFC is dominated by the San Diego Chargers, the Miami Dolphins, and, of course, last year’s Super Bowl champions, the Portland Sabers.”
    “Bert knew that the Stars wouldn’t be able to win this year?”
    “I’m afraid he did. His will states that you cannot receive the one hundred thousand dollars unless you show up at the Stars Complex every day for work, for as long as you own the team. You would, of course, have to move to Chicago, but you don’t have to be concerned about not being prepared to run a professional football team. Carl Pogue, the Stars’ general manager, would do the actual work.”
    A dull ache spread through her chest as her father’s intent became clear. “In other words, I wouldn’t be anything but a figurehead.”
    “Carl doesn’t have the authority to sign legal papers. That’s the owner’s responsibility.”
    She couldn’t quite keep the misery from her voice. “Why would Bert do something like this?”
    That was when Hibbard had handed her the letter.
     
    Dear Phoebe,
     
    As you know, I regard you as my only failure. For years, you’ve publicly humiliated me by running around with all those fags and fairies, but I’m not going to let you defy me any longer. For once in your life you’re going to do what I tell you. Maybe this experience will finally teach you something about responsibility and discipline.

    The game of football makes men out of boys. Let’s see if it can make a woman out of you.

    Don’t fuck this up, too.

    Bert
    She had read the note through three times while the lawyer watched, and each time the lump in her throat had grown larger. Even from the grave, Bert was determined to control her. By removing her from Manhattan, he thought he could reshape her into the person he wanted her to be. Her father had always loved to gamble, and he had apparently decided she couldn’t do much damage to his precious team in a few months. Now he would finally have exactly what he wanted. Reed would end up with the Stars, while she danced to her father’s tune.
    She wished she could force herself to believe that his