of the business. You saw the reservation book. Weâre going to be busy as hell. By summerâs end, you wonât have any trouble at all getting rid of your shares. Itâd be worth your while to wait, and who knows? You might even enjoy spending the summer here and decide not to sell.â
Senna regarded him as if he were crazy and shook her head. âI couldnât get the time off even if I wanted to take it, which I can assure you I donât.â
âThen I guess youâll just have to trust me enough to open the lodge and run it. We should be able to clear enough money after two months to keep the bank from foreclosing.â
Her eyes narrowed. âWhy would the bank foreclose? Is there a mortgage?â
âConstruction loan. Weâre four months in arrears of making payments on it. The admiralâs medical bills were pretty steep and the insurance payments take forever to come, so we had no choice but to take out aââ
âHow big a construction loan?â Her voice was way too quiet.
âForty thousand,â Jack said, tensing for the explosion, âbut we have a three-year pay-back period and a good interest rate.â
Her expression never changed. She just stood for several moments with her hands on her hips, still as a statue. âNow would probably be a really good time for you to tell me you studied hotel management at Cornell,â she said in that same ominously quiet voice, âor graduated top of your class from Johnson and Wales.â
Jack glanced over her shoulder toward the kitchen, detecting a whiff of something burning. âNow would probably be an even better time for you to turn those caribou steaks.â
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S ENNA OVERCOOKED THE CARIBOU and the baked potatoes were equally dry, but the canned corn was heated to perfection. Conversation at the table was limited to such requests as âplease pass the salt, the pepper or the butter.â Cutlery scraped on ironstone. Chewing was conducted with matching scowls of intense concentration. Chilkat appeared to be the only attendee enjoying the supper from his hiding place beneath the kitchen table, where, believing he was unobserved, Jack would slip him the toughest pieces of meat. Senna finished whatshe could and then laid her silverware across her plate. âIâm sorry about the meal.â
âIt was great,â Jack said, as if he really meant it. At least he had the good manners to pretend.
Senna dabbed her mouth with a paper towel and cleared her throat. âThere is another option for us to consider as far as this partnership goes.â She crumpled the paper towel in her hand and met his wary gaze. âWe could have the entire business appraised right down to its individual components. Airplane, fishing lodge, this house, the trucks, the dogs and gear, the workshop. Then weâd divvy it up in such a way thatâs fair. That way nothing will be shared jointly, Iâll be able to sell my half much faster and easier, and youâll own your portion outright. No partner for you to have to deal with. Iâll even give you my half of the plane.â
His response was a firm and immediate âNo.â
âYou might at least consider it.â
Jack leaned back in his chair with a shake of his head. âNot a happening thing. This place stays just the way the admiral wanted it to be. It doesnât get hacked to pieces just because you want to run back to Maine with a quick chunk of change. I warned you I wouldnât make this easy for you, and I wonât. A manâs lifelong dream isnât just something you try to dispose of in two weeks, even if he is dead. And you might at least consider seeing what he created before you decide you want to get rid of your half.â
âI could petition for partition and force you to divide the property or agree to sell it in its entirety and split the money,â she challenged. âThe courts would