Marcus knew that once he kicked the bucket, if Cornelia was still kicking around the Hartley Group, if she wanted to help Granny Luisa and him keep the Hartley Group, that would be like throwing her to the wolves, fighting for scraps with them.
Thinking back on his convo with Brennen that day, Marcus felt his unease growing stronger. All he could think about was that he couldn't let Cornelia be in such a dog-eat-dog world no matter what.
His train of thought was interrupted by a phone call. Marcus pulled out his phone to see "Zavier Rivera" on the screen. They hadn't touched base for a while, so he had no clue why Zavier was calling this late.
Marcus picked up the call and heard Zavier say, "Marc, how about we grab a few drinks?"
Marcus put out his cigarette, "You in Riverton?"
Zavier laughed, "How else would I invite you for drinks if I weren't in Riverton? You coming?"
Marcus said, "Cornelia's already asleep. Let's do it tomorrow night. I'll bring her along."
Zavier wasn't surprised at all that Marcus turned him down, "Without Cornelia, can't find your way?"
No matter how Zavier tried to rile him up, Marcus didn't bite, "If you don't have anything else, I'm gonna hang up the phone."
Zavier said, "We're mates, can't I just call to shoot the breeze?"
Marcus asked, "What do you want to talk about?"
Zavier chuckled, "About Clair, I've got the lowdown."
Marcus said, "Don't get too chummy with Brennen, it won't do you any good."
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