Christmas in the Heir (A Locktime Holiday Original)
You review Kenzie's messages and listen to her voicemail. She has "big news" and you "don't need to worry about Max." You decide not to call her, and instead try to steel yourself for the conversation at the motel where she says she's waiting for you.
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You open the door to your room, and Kenzie starts going a mile a minute.
She explains that the reason you don't need Max is that there's a board member at the bank who owns 2% of all the shares in the company.
If you buy him out, you can force the takeover without Max's shares at all. The board member is ready to close the deal after he does "due diligence," and says he's happy to sell the stock for 150% of it's current share price.
Kenzie also reveals that the board member took her on a tour of the facility last night when she arrived in town (she was there and didn't tell you?!?!?!), and the company is probably worth twenty times what you'll pay for it even *without* the government contract.
You begin to panic. You've kinda already agreed to sell the stock back to the town. It's doube the money at least, and it's...the right thing to do. It's one thing to do a hostile takeover of a valuable company that is just disorganized but should know better, it's entirely another to leverage a position that will literally Bankrupt Christmas!
The town would become a ghost town, the community would fall apart.
You explain all of this in stressed tones to Kenzie, not quite making the argument as well as Max did to you, but you suspect it wouldn't have mattered anyway:
Kenzie bursts into uncontrollable laughter.
"Awww. Did your girlfwend forget to unwock your wittle cwitty?" she says, teasingly.
Your face flushes crimson with humiliation, as Kenzie reaches into her bag, producing the vibrator she promised to bring.
"Look," she says curtly, "we're not gonna be extorted by you being horny out of what might be half a billion dollars when it's all said and done. Take off your pants.