He’d been fiddling with the plans ever since that exposé had hit the headlines and the Morrow’s gangland past had been splashed all through the media. Jax wanted that past buried and had made it his mission to get rid of those old ties—such as the old Morrow HQ. But Donovan had never been convinced that was the best course of action. Buried secrets never stayed buried for long, and he’d always been of the opinion that if you had bad shit in your past you acknowledged it, owned it. So no one could use it against you. It had been a strategy that had worked well in his PR business and he knew it would work here with the land, too. Except Jax had nixed it. Big brother always thought he knew best but big brother was wrong. Big brother needed to damn well listen to him for a change. Donovan stared down at the plans, at the sketches of a memorial to those who’d died in the gangland wars half a century ago now. And the small museum on the history of the area, including a reconstruction of Morrow HQ as it would have looked during the bad old days.
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