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the dealership.”
    Jason’s stomach lurched. “I—”
    Jimmy held up a hand, stopping him. “I heard you had reservations because you have no experience in sales.”
    â€œI have reservations because sales aren’t my thing.”
    â€œYour thing.” His uncle blinked at him. “Is money your thing? Because looking at statistics, a lot of retired pro players are broke after a couple of years.”
    Jason’s expression went stony. “I don’t plan on being one of those guys.”
    â€œSo what are you going to do?” There was a touch of belligerence in his uncle’s voice. “I can give you a damned good job and you wouldn’t have to work that hard.”
    â€œWhy is it so important that I work for you?” Jason asked, thinking he may as well hear the reason spoken out loud.
    â€œBecause we can help one another,” Jimmy said earnestly. “A symbiotic relationship. Your name, my expertise in sales.”
    â€œI can’t.”
    â€œCan’t?”
    â€œWon’t,” Jason said coldly.
    â€œI need your help. How can you turn down family?”
    â€œI can loan you money.”
    Jimmy’s lip curled. “I don’t want a frigging loan.”
    â€œThat’s all I can offer.”
    â€œYou won’t help me?”
    Jason gave his head a slow shake. “Not in the way you want.”
    â€œLook. Kid. Your career was already on the skids when you quit. If you think you’re going to get any major endorsements or anything, you’re wrong.”
    â€œI don’t.”
    â€œSo, what? You’re going to live here with your father?” He sneered a little as he spoke.
    â€œUntil he feels better.” Jason got up out of his chair, towering over his uncle. “And I don’t want him to get upset.” He gestured toward the door with his head. “Finding the two of us here, going at it, won’t be good for his heart.”
    â€œNeither will your being a selfish prick.”
    The sound of the garage door going up caught both their attentions. Jimmy sent Jason a look he couldn’t read, then a moment later, Max came into the house.
    â€œSo did you talk?” his father asked.
    And that was when Jason knew he’d been set up. “We talked. The answer is no.”
    â€œIt’s no, no, a thousand times no,” Jimmy said sarcastically. “He can crawl to me and I wouldn’t hire him now.”
    Max looked from his son to his brother and back at his son again. “Maybe if the three of us sit down—”
    â€œThat’s it,” Jason said. “Is Kate here?”
    â€œFeeding the dogs.”
    â€œCool. Dad, I’ll see you later. Jim...” His mouth tightened and then he walked through the garage door to where his sister was feeding the Dobermans. She took one look at him and shook her head grimly.
    â€œGet out of here for a while,” she said. “I’ll call if anything happens.”
    He started to say no, then thought better of it. “Thanks.”
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    T HREE DAYS HAD passed since posting her advertisements in all the usual places, and Allie hadn’t received one phone call. If she had to hire a salvage company instead of a local guy, it was going to cost more than she was ready to pay, but short of tearing down the barn herself, she didn’t know what her other options might be. She’d give it another week, then call Dani and Jolie and explain that they were going to have to dip into the ranch fund to get rid of the thing.
    Allie finished her coffee and headed outside to check the pregnant cows. They’d had only five cows when she and Kyle had left the ranch, down from almost a hundred. It seemed as if every few months they’d had to sell off animals to make ends meet or to fund one of Kyle’s harebrained projects that she’d been so supportive of...until she finally figured out that her husband was all show