By the time the final property inspection concluded, the sun had already begun its slow descent toward the horizon.
It had been a surprisingly productive day.
West now had a much clearer vision of what he wanted to do with the various properties he had acquired. Some would become future Shadow Reapers facilities, others would remain long-term investments, while a few would eventually be developed into commercial projects that would generate steady income for the gang.
As the SUV merged back onto one of Misty High City's main roads, Liz glanced toward West.
"You've been going non-stop since this morning."
West stretched his shoulders. "So have you."
She smiled. "Occupational hazard."
A few moments later, she pointed toward a warmly lit restaurant just ahead.
"We've both earned dinner."
West looked outside. "I was about to suggest exactly that."
"Great minds think alike."
The driver pulled into the parking lot, and the two entered the restaurant together.
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