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Chapter One

Get it, get out, get the job done

The irl to kick-ass city wo over men on her way to the top So many from this tiny suburb of Savannah said she couldn’t, wouldn’t hteen to start her adult life in a big city She’d intended to prove the all her goals met

Olivia had certainly never planned to return to Haven, Georgia, ever againyet here she stood at the very same place that held so much of her past

Glancing around the open airfield, Olivia squinted behind her sunglasses at the bright ars, if that’s what people called the old rustedthat was just as run-down Thehad mostly been wasted space, save for the small room her father had used as his office

With no paved lot and barely a functional sidewalk connecting the ar, it was clear this place could use a fresh start—or a wrecking ball Gutters dangled precariously, the office roof looked as if it were rimy it was unlikely anyone had seen in or out of them in the past decade

The only positive thing Olivia could say is the “landscaping” didn’t look asThere were tulips and daffodils popping up as far as the eye could see, which was pretty far considering this duodforsaken nowhere

So what if Haven was her hoh rose-colored glasses—and even if she were, she doubted that they could help this heap

A twinge of guilt coursed through her at her initial thoughts since leaving so long ago This had been her father’s life Literally He spent every single day at this airport, leaving Olivia and her mother mostly alone He claimed it was for the incoured he’d just rather avoid his family

Olivia couldn’t afford to get nostalgic and froe herto et back to Atlanta before anyone knew she was even in town

She was used to getting what she wanted, not because she fell into it, but because she busted her butt and worked hard to prove she deserved it Right now, she was laying eyes on her next acquisition, if one could call it that Too bad someone else currently owned the other half

Get in, get out, get the job done

Olivia repeated the reot the deed in full

Pulling in a deep breath, Olivia straightened her pale pink suit jacket and headed toward the office When she reached the back door, she rehearsed her speech once more

Confidence and preparation were key to any good negotiation Olivia learned early on that the only thing that beat tenacity was being prepared to face your nemesis

“Livie Daniels”

She came to a dead stop Who the hell called her Livie anyiven herself She wasn’t ready to be thrown into the past with the sier existednot even in Haven