On an Autumn Evening in Manhattan, Fifty Million Dollars Signed Away Eleven Long Years
“They can leak excerpts to real estate blogs,” Nora said.
“Unless we get ahead of them by putting the unedited records straight in front of the board.”
By four o’clock, the afternoon sun was throwing long shadows across the garden patio behind Theo Callahan’s architecture studio in La Jolla.
Theo came through the sliding glass doors with two hot paper cups of coffee.
He handed one to me and sat down on the low wooden bench.
“Look at what went up twenty minutes ago,” he said, setting his tablet on the outdoor table.