Chapter Four
ALTHOUGH JACQUI WAS tempted to run the contracts through the shredder, they sat on the corner of her desk, waiting for Rutherford’s signature at dinner tonight. Hiring a company outside of Biloxi just seemed like a betrayal to what Marc and she had committed to after Katrina, and she had betrayed him enough by not being with her family when the plane crashed. Yet, according to Brent in their conversation after the business lunch yesterday, it was their best opportunity to get the community center started.
“He’s willing to do it as cheap as possible just to showcase what he can accomplish,” Brent said back at the office. “You want the community center to be a nonprofit, and to be honest, with the economy the way it is, The Karston Foundation can’t afford to carry it. Even wit
