Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

“Hey, it’s America.” Will leaned back, slumping in his
chair with a lazy smile. “Anything is possible.”
“You want the press digging up your past?” I challenged
him and then looked to Kai. “You?”
The Internet was forever. We’d never get an ounce of
peace as things got dug up and blasted online. And Kai and
Will especially had no interest in bringing that stress onto their
families.
“The girls are clean,” I said. “Rika needs to do it.
She let out a pathetic little laugh, still searching for an
argument, and finally looked at Michael who still hadn’t said
anything.
“Michael?” she prodded for his help. To offer some excuse
why she shouldn’t do this.
But he hesitated, looking apologetic when he finally met
her gaze. “It’s not a horrible idea, actually,” he said. “It would
give us leverage, and you’d do well by the town. It’s worth
thinking about.”
Her eyes flared, looking pissed. “What about Banks?”
“I have bigger plans for her,” I told them.
“Oh, you do?” Kai replied. “I ‘d like to hear the plans you
have for my wife.”
“In good time.”
He shook his head at me, everyone falling silent as they
processed what I was suggesting. I already gathered Michael
had investors lined up and a bank in his corner for the land and
the resort, but he wasn’t moving forward, because he
anticipated problems with hiring workers and getting permits.
That problem was now solved. I’d worked my ass off for a
seat at this table.
If the past could be the past and fucking stay there, that
was.
They all remained silent, sharing looks with each other and
pondering how this would all play out with me involved.