“Wade claps his hands together, kind of like I just did. “So what’s the deal? You’re making a little garden for a dead guy and Google’s not your friend? It’s too much work for a couple of rich kids, so why not waste Wade’s time?” “Wow.” Brynn blinks a couple of times before turning back to me. “I didn’t think I’d have to admit this within the first thirty seconds of this meeting, but – you were right, Tripp.”
