Chapter 2
From the comfort of his office, Maverick Appleton rocked the crying baby in his arms as he tried to listen to his crew explain why his mechanical harvester wasn’t properly cutting the cane into 30cm billets. On a normal day, he’d have heard the problem and then been able to give a solution.
But that was before six-week-old, twelve pounds of bald, blue-eyed, crying Carter had showed up in his life.
Desperation had become a serious word around here. For the past week he'd had a crash course in fatherhood as he figured out how to handle a baby boy. The call from his lawyer informing him of his son was never far from his mind. His new routine at seven each morning was reviewing the latest crisis over cold coffee while he worked out a plan with the nanny, which ended in disaster at
