JARED'S POV
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I'm on a call with the property I want to use for selling water. It will be my second legal business, but it needs to be rigged and it needs space for everything. "I can come see it today," I say, my words barely spoken when Mason storms into my office, his shoulders pulled back, his eyes wide and his chest rising and falling fast as he heaves. "Make that tomorrow, just send me this location." I deadpan, ending the call. The silence is loud between us as we stare at one another. The tension grows as the oxygen leaves the room.
"f**k sakes, just say it," My eyes flutter shut as I try to compose myself. I get aggravated when he just stares at me blandly when saying nothing. I can see that there's something wrong, yet he'd stand there like I can smell the news from his mind
