The Billionaires
“It took you three years to see that? I could have told you after the first meeting.”
“What?”
“I’m a writer. I study people. Always have.” Rand sat back. “Well, I’ll be damned.”
“Here you are, boys.” Millie sat hot, steaming plates full of sausages, eggs, grits, biscuits, and another smaller plate of pancakes in front of them. “If that don’t fill you up, you’d better see the doctor.” She walked away laughing at her own joke.
“She makes this place. When she’s gone it won’t be the same,” Rand said. He faced Graham across the table. “Tell me how you knew.”
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