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I pull up to the Westover project. This is an older community, but we’ve been hired to demolish an old home and build one of our cabins in its place. Our log cabins are known all over the world. It’s still going to look out of place in this neighborhood, but rich people get what rich people pay for.
    The issue really isn’t building in this neighborhood, not for me at least. The problem with these older neighborhoods is dealing with all of the complications that come with it. People don’t seem to mind when a beautiful new house is in their neighborhood, but they don’t like the process that it takes to put it there. Noise complaints and just general bitchiness about the chaos that surrounds building in an established neighborhood is something I have to deal with daily.
    I turn my truck off and take a deep breath. My foreman is on his phone and the entire crew is taking a break under a tree. This is the kind of shit that frustrates the hell out of me. It’s way too damn early in the morning for no one to be working.
    I walk up to Tony, my foreman on this project and a man I’ve considered a close friend for many years.
    I raise my eyebrows to him in a ‘what the fuck’ expression.
    “This house should be halfway, if not completely, torn down by now. What gives?” I ask with a frown looking over at the ten guys shooting the shit under a tree to the left of the property. I checked on this place yesterday. It was all but gutted when I stopped by on the way home from the other job site.
    Tony shakes his head quickly, and I already know what the fucking problem is.
    “Asbestos,” he mutters as my mind says the same thing.
    “How did we miss that?” Our inspector comes out to every demo job and is supposed to go through it with a fine-tooth comb so we can plan the best course of action.
    “It’s only a little bit, and it was tucked away in that weird room in the attic. I’d say since it’s such a small amount we could just ignore it,” Tony says.
    I narrow my eyes at him. He knows we don’t operate like that. We follow the letter of the law at all times on our job sites. It’s one of the reasons we’ve managed to stay on top in the industry.
    He holds his hands up in mock surrender. “Don’t look at me like that. I’ve already called our guy in to come take care of it. I know you and Kadin would have my ass and my job if I didn’t.”
    I nod at him. He may have an opinion about alternative ways to handle situations, but he’d never actually do it.
    “Might as well get these other guys over to the project on Lamar Street. No sense in them sitting around all day.”
    I stand quietly as Tony rounds up his guys and directs them to the other project we have going on locally. I enjoy seeing their smiles. They’d rather be working than sitting idle all day. Not that they wouldn’t enjoy a break, but time drags ass just sitting around.
    Asbestos removal will set the project back a full day, so I know what I’ll be doing on Saturday and it won’t be sleeping late and watching the college football game like I’d planned.
    I’m waiting around for the asbestos contractor to arrive when my cell phone rings.
    Kadin.
    “You must have heard about the asbestos,” I say in place of a hello.
    “What?” he says, confusion marking his voice.
    “Tony’s crew found asbestos in the attic of the demo house on Westover.”
    “You handling it?” he asks.
    “Of course.”
    “Listen,” he begins.
    I sigh. Every time my brother is going to say something he knows I’m not going to like he begins with that word.
    “I need you to pick the girls up from school at three,” he continues. “London didn’t like the answer the pediatrician gave her, so we’re sitting in the emergency room at Sacred Hearts Children’s Hospital.”
    “What the hell is going on with that kid?”
    It has to be something because London isn’t one to get overly concerned when the kids get sick. She was at first with Anastyn, but she’s