" I need your help. Your brother doesn't need to know."
" Why doesn't he have to know?"
" I can't be the only one questioning his loyalties. I don't know where his mind is at but it isn't with our family. Will you help me, my son? You are the only one I trust."
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Becca pushed herself back into work the days following Navaya's return from Washington. There was so much to be done, contracts to cross examine, projects to approve, a mountain of paperwork to read over with so little time. Her mind was full and her head hurt by the end of the day, everyday. Today, she had opted to stay pass closing hours to review the stats for last months sales. Navaya always reminded Becca that it wasn't her job and she was right. Becca did employ people for this very task. But when it came to Atlas, Becca liked to be on top of everything and that meant reevaluating everything with her own eyes.
