CHAPTER 24
BRAX
Brax read over the latest email from his lawyer. Carissa had agreed to a provision for his mother—and let’s face it, she owed that much—but now they were haggling over the amount. Carissa had come up from one million to one point five, and Brax had come down from five to four point five. They’d end up settling for three, he knew it, but they still had to play this stupid legal dance first. Otherwise the divorce attorneys wouldn’t be able to afford their golf club memberships, and that would never do.
Today, he was viewing properties around Los Angeles. In less time than it would take Carissa to redecorate Brax’s former apartment, Nyx would be reborn as Phoenix, and he needed to find the club’s new home. He’d have the million from the divorce settlement as start-up money,
