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“Touch this chair and I will throw you out of the fucking window, buddy,” Sean said.
I was sure it was a joke.
Maybe.
Leo shrugged.
“The breeze would be nice on the way down,” he said. “What have you got it set to in here? A hundred? It’s like a fucking terrarium.”
“I like it warmer,” Sean said, “on account of it being fucking cold as hell outside.”
“Hell’s pretty warm,” I joked, getting in on the action a little.
“No more comments from the peanut gallery about my thermostat,” Sean said. “Let’s get down to business. It had better be fucking amazing to have to deal with you two dipshits in the middle of my day.”
“You mean interrupting your video games?” Leo asked. “ThatCall of Duty? You mind if I jump in?”
“Sure,” Sean said. “As soon as I know what the hell you two are doing here.”
Leo shrugged.
“I don’t know,” he said. “I got the call from Hunter to come here.”
“I have a proposition,” I said. “It’s kind of a favor, but I think we’d find it to be financially profitable, even if it’s not by a lot.”
“What is it?” Leo asked.
“I want to buy Julia’s family’s pub,” I said.
“McGrath’s?” Sean asked. “I mean, it’s kind of a Southie staple, isn’t it?”
“Yes,” I said.
“And isn’t it that way because it’s been owned by the family for years and years?” Leo asked.
“Yes,” I said.
“So, us buying it, wouldn’t that ruin the mystique?” Sean asked.
“No,” I said. “Not if we do it the way I was thinking.”
“And what exactly is that?” Leo asked.
I grinned.
“You guys are going to tell me I’m nuts,” I murmured.
“No, we won’t,” Sean replied.
“You’re nuts,” Leo chimed in. “But tell us anyway.”
“Well, since this would be a personal venture for the three of us, and not part of the companies we own, I was thinking we could do things a bit differently. Instead of us buying it out and installing our own people, I was thinking we buy it out, but then sell controlling interest back to the family. We’d be minority owners, help them keep afloat and expand if they want, and we’d have a place to go be normal people rather than the Pepper House.”
There was silence in the room as my two friends stared at me. I was smiling like a lunatic, trying to sell this idea, but I could feel it slipping away. None of us made our money by making dumb investments, and this was, probably the dumbest investment I had ever suggested. But it was a personal thing for me, and if they weren’t interested, I’d do it anyway.
“I’m not going to lie,” Leo said, “I think this is stupid financially.”
“It is,” I said. “We might not make the money back. But it’s going to be very little money. What’s less than a hundred K to any of us? And we’d be splitting it three ways, anyway.”
