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door, twice.
    A tall, well-dressed, all-American white male answered the door. “Hi, you must be Mark Sands.” He extended his hand.
    I shook it with a strong grip. The room was actually set up really nicely. Huge living room, even a dining area; although there was a tiny kitchenette it was a well-staged apartment. “Hello, nice to meet you, Charles, right?”
    â€œYes, the younger one is the junior, Scott. Can I offer you anything to drink or eat?” He gestured for me to be seated.
    â€œNo, I’m fine for now.”
    â€œSo, Vanessa tells me you’re confident in selling out Greene Street in thirty days. All fifteen units?”
    â€œYes, that’s why I started calling you six months ago to get this meeting.” I gave a light chuckle then continued, “When will the building be done? I bet some of those permits were a bitch to get.” I knew exactly when the company brought the lot.
    â€œIt should be done in about ten months.”
    â€œSo, I assume you broke ground already and the iron shell is done, right? You know I’ll need more than just the floor plans to sell out. My clients are well known and wealthy, but if they can’t see the vision it won’t happen. Right now SoHo is hot. I can get some sophisticated, young up and comers, ‘new to the city’ types. I mean, let’s be honest, you don’t want just anybody in your building. You want your buildings to be talked about, on covers of magazines, maybe even some international publicity.” His brows arched so I knew his interest piqued.
    â€œYou have international clients? Have you worked abroad before?”
    â€œI’ve done enough internationally to have a list.” I wasn’t going to just give him a slam in my face after he entered.
    â€œOkay, let’s just cut to the chase. Your name has come to my attention before, but your percentage is what turns me off. You want five percent more than other private brokers in the state. Now, my question to you is, are you worth that much?”
    I heard the door open and in walked Vanessa. “I hope my brother hasn’t been too rude.”
    â€œNothing but business. As for your question, Charles, I am still the number one broker in the state and soon to be abroad. My take in for the year is nothing less than ten million. Now, you tell me what broker in your firm brings in that amount of profit?”
    â€œMark, the bottom line is if you can sell out Greene Street in thirty days while in construction then we can seriously talk about our future projects here and abroad.”
    â€œOkay, so this means your team of brokers will not be a part of any advertisements or contracts. Your company has solely given me thirty days to follow through with my exclusivity on the property. Agreed?” I waited intently for his response. I knew he was playing with my ego and thought maybe I might want his help. I didn’t need or want it. I like to run my own show.
    With a few strokes of his chin and a few “hmms” Charles agreed. “I will have my lawyer send you the contract for this deal. You have thirty days once the contract is signed.”
    â€œOkay, since business is out the way, let’s get some drinks to seal the deal,” Vanessa interjected preparing to raid the minibar.
    â€œActually, I really must go. My wife is waiting for me at home. It’s date night,” I lied as I fluttered my eyes. I shook Charles’s hand and waved a good-bye to Vanessa then headed out the door.
    As I stepped into the elevator and watched the doors close, I removed my blazer immediately feeling my perspiration through my shirt. Yes, I did it. This is going to bring me all the way to the top, I thought loosening my tie. I walked out the hotel with a big smile. I pulled out my cell to call Regina. One, two, three rings then straight to voicemail.
    â€œHey, I got the deal for Greene Street. I was hoping we could celebrate when