Chapter Six
“I REALLY DON’T think Andrea is on board with this dungeon of Trent Wilson’s,” Edwin said as he pulled into the parking garage near Ellis Square. “She had a lot to say about it after he left.”
Neal shrugged, glancing out the side window as Edwin searched out a spot. “She’ll get there. Give her time. That dungeon will give us a nice cushion to get us started in this city. We only have a few other projects, and I want to make sure we can handle anything that comes our way.” He glanced over at Edwin, a serious expression crossing his face. “And I expect quite a bit to come our way. I want to see this office running as smoothly as Brevard. With Morgan in Biloxi and you here, we can make a fairly decent name for Rutherford Construction. We’ll be building things throughout the sout
