The Longest Ride(148)

“Since you are their client, they would be obligated to.”



“So maybe,” Luke said, “we should just get that out of the way right now. How do I hire you? In case I want to talk to Mr. Lehman here?”



“You’d need to provide me with a retainer.”



“How much would that be?” Luke wrinkled his brow in concern.



“For now,” Sanders said, “I think a single dollar would be sufficient.”



Luke drew a long breath, finally coming to terms with the enormity of it all. The wealth. The ranch. The life he could create with Sophia.



With that, Luke pulled out his wallet and inspected its contents. There wasn’t much left after purchasing the portrait, just enough to buy a couple of gallons of gasoline.



Or maybe less, since he used part of it to retain Howie Sanders.