Bidder Number Forty-Seven Offers Three Hundred Five Thousand for the Kearney Farm
I want local families on local land.”
“Thank you, Tom,” Luke said.
“Don’t thank me yet,” Tom said.
“If you bid three hundred five thousand and one dollar, I can’t fund the loan.
The check will bounce, and Denny Kruse will sue you for breach of contract.”
“We understand,” I said.
“Take the note,” Tom said.
“Put it in your pocket and don’t let the crowd get into your head.”
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