Bidder Number Forty-Seven Offers Three Hundred Five Thousand for the Kearney Farm
He stared at his monitor and clicked his mouse three times.
“Is the income history a problem?” Luke asked.
“Your income is rock steady,” Tom said.
“The problem is who you’re bidding against tomorrow.”
“My father sold it to a hunter from Denver,” Luke said.
“We figured it would just be other recreational buyers looking for a weekend place.”
Tom shook his head and took a pad of yellow sticky notes out of his top drawer.
“The Denver man is flipping it because the market shifted,” Tom said.