Chapter 17
Maverick checked to see that his son was under enough shade provided by the pop-up canopy, and that he had a bottle ready to go for when he woke up from his nap.
Some fresh air was hopefully good for his baby. In the afternoon he had interviews with nannies, caregivers, part-time, forty hours a week, or possibly live-in for a few women well past their prime.
In a few minutes he needed to be on the phone with his staff to explain his shipping strategy without David and Callie.
Luckily Carter was already passed out so he opened his laptop and took a seat on the picnic table he generally used as his office when touring the lands. The board was going to have to sign a short term contract for higher shipping, upping their costs until he found a solid alternative.
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