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Chapter 41

Dan was still looking over the unsigned contract when Puck got home.

"I can't sign this, Puck," he said. "I can't accept money to say that I think what you're doing for the state is good I can't become a paid spokesman for anything—that goes against what I believe in. No one can own me, or else what I say on the radio will be compromised. And what I had to say about Devil's Point would be compromised, too. If you paid me to say I thought it was a good thing, that would negate any value in what I said."

Puck dropped onto the couch and leaned back. "Long day," he said.

"I know. But don't change the subject on me."

"I'm not. It's just been a long day. Kind of hard on me." He sighed. "You're right about the contract. I'm sorry I even suggested it to Meg." He leaned forward and rested his elbows on his thighs. "You have to realize that I've spent longer than you can imagine as part of a corporate culture. The first rule of any corporation is 'Get it in writing.' The second is, 'If you aren't paying them, they don't work for you.'" He smiled wryly. "Hell doesn't exactly get a lot of free testimonials."

"Then you aren't upset?"

"Of course not. You pointed out something that would have compromised what we're trying to do. Your point was valid, and well thought-out, and because I'm going to listen to you and take your advice, it will save us from real image problems in the near future." He chuckled. "We already have enough image problems for anyone."

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