“I’m not sure. Not sure about a lot of things anymore.”
Dylan felt the exact same way. For years he’d wanted to run Lawson Steel. Now even the name left a bitter taste in his mouth. Would the others feel the same way once they learned the truth?
Should we even tell them?He knew the answer. It was just a matter of when and how. Hopefully it wasn’t going to cause a ripple effect throughout them. I guess what we learn from Brice will determine that.
“I’ll pick you up at eight and we can head to Boston,” Dylan said.
“Make it ten. We don’t have an appointment with him anyway. And it’s probably best to keep it that way.”
“And you think he’ll see us why?” Dylan asked.
“Because we’re Lawsons.”
And Brice probably has questions too.