“One more thing, Mr. Mayor—” I grabbed the top of his door. “When the invitations go out for the groundbreaking, you will receive one. You will RSVP. You will tell every important person in town to come. You’ll arrive on time, have exactly one drink, sing this family’s praises and be a loud supporter of our projects, and then leave early.” He swallowed. “Don’t tell my wife.” “That’s your business.” I narrowed my eyes. “Don’t make it mine.”
