“He wanted access to the venue money, so he signed away his protection.”

“If Douglas defaults on his timber warehouse, this rider revokes his access to the hotel ballroom,” I said.

“Instantly,” Brenda said.

“With no grace period and no administrative appeal.”

I signed my name on the bottom line of the seventh page.

Brenda took the document and checked my signature for flawless legal execution.

“Douglas thinks he is negotiating with an ordinary retiree,” Brenda said.

She gathered the printed pages and tapped them against the desk to square the corners.