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      to: Ransom McKenna < [email protected] >
               date: Friday July 6, 2012 5:05 PM
           subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: WHY ARE YOU...
     
              One meeting. One. Against my better judgment and what baby Jesus himself is telling me, I’m going to allow you to come to Wilder Lodge for a week-long stay. No, no, don’t get happy, it will not be comped. And I don’t really care what you do on your spare time McKenna but if you put a ball gag anywhere near me, you can rest assured that your mother will have very little to cry over during your funeral. Are we clear?
     
              from: Ransom McKenna < [email protected] >
                   to: Fallon Wilder < [email protected] >
              date: Friday July 6, 2012 5:15 PM
         subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: WHY ARE...
             
              Well there goes my fun...
     
              With a sigh, Ransom logged out and stood, heading for his office door. Swinging it opened he yelled for Maddox, who came stumbling out of his own office, tugging his clothes back into place.
              “Have some decorum for God’s sake. This is a professional place.” Ransom’s sibling stated, tucking his shirt back into his pants. “We’re trying to run a business that—”
              “You smell like sex.” Ransom cut in.
              Maddox leered a little. “I know.” He stuffed his hands into his pockets and rocked back on his heels. “Any reason why you’re interrupting my play time?”
              “One, because I told you to stop fucking during office hours. Two, you and I are going to Wilder Lodge for a small vacation.”
              The other man tucked in his lips, nodding slowly. “Clearly you’ve lost your goddamn mind.”
              “She finally agreed to a meeting.” Ransom began to mentally reassess his original plans. Clearly Fallon wouldn’t sell Wilder Lodge to him but maybe just maybe he could get her to agree to another proposal. Besides, he needed to escape before his mother decided to once again try finding him a nice sturdy sow to mate. Sunday, as Ransom suspected, was no more than a ploy to attempt getting him to date again. A ploy that he had managed to avoid but it hadn’t been easy. Now his mother was pretty much stalking him and good God he finally understood where his pushy nature came from.
              Maddox blinked. “And you don’t think it’s a lure to get you on her territory so she can kill you, bury you and salt the earth where your remains lay?”
              Ransom smiled. “Surprisingly...no.”
              “Unh-hunh,” Maddox backed away ever so easily. “Well you enjoy your possible homicidal trip. I’m not going.”
              He grabbed his brother before he could run. Ransom wasn’t much for running; didn’t like to exert himself unless he really had to. And batting his sibling around like a piñata would take entirely too much effort. “Oh you’re going. And you’re going to fucking enjoy every goddamn minute of it.”
              “Or what?” Maddox challenged.
              “Or I tell everyone in the building what that pear shaped birthmark really is.”
              The other man gasped. “You wouldn’t!”
              “I could be persuaded to keep quiet...or I could be downright chatty about your days as a—”
              One of Maddox’s hands slapped over his mouth. “I’ll go you manipulative bastard. I’ll go.”
              Ransom grinned. “Well aren’t you just the best little brother in the world. Maddox wait! Don’t walk away angry! Didn’t we learn about how to properly deal with our feelings in group therapy with Mr. Peabody?”
     
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              “Wait, wait, wait, you did what?” Cree questioned as she, Cade, Makya and Anoki all