The wind whipped over the Bay, spitting saltwater over the bow. His clients—three men from the Western Shore who were each in the market for a weekend home—had their lines in the water, waiting for the rockfish to bite.When the phone in his pocket buzzed, Spencer welcomed the distraction. He’d never really understood the appeal of fishing. He’d much rather be out on a sailboat, cruising sleek and fast through the open water.Walking back to the helm, he ignored Captain Bob’s eye roll as he pulled out his phone to answer the call. “This is Spencer Townsend.”“Spencer,” a deep southern voice came through the line. “Lance Hadley here.”Lance Hadley? Spencer stood up straighter. Up until now, he had only dealt with the regional acquisitions team. He hadn’t expected to speak directly with the CEO and owner of Hadley Hotels. “Yes, sir? What can I do for you?”“I understand there’s been a delay with the purchase of one of our resort properties.”“Yes.” Spencer cleared his throat.
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