Matty Dove had 18 months to try and find a buyer for her late grandmother's lighthouse. A buyer who, she hoped, would not only buy the lighthouse, but love the village so much that they would invest time and money into saving the community. In 18 mo...
"Okay. So any minute now Commander Don Lukeman and a group of Officers from the Deer Lake and Corner Brook RCMP will be here, to review our video statements and ask any questions needed to fill in any holes.
As Bill said and I must reiterate, as the Bay's legal council, we both want you all to be 100% truthful. leave nothing out.
If anything arises from this, we will deal with it, as we always have, as a community."
Matty took a deep breath and held Bill's hand.
"Any questions?"
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Everyone shook their heads.
"So? We all in this together?"
Clayton stood up and looked around.
"Ise speaks fer all of us. Wes family. Now and always."
Bill stood.
"Thank you Clayton and thank all of you."
At that moment, Matty's cellphone rang. She looked at her cellphone.
"I don't fucking believe this."
She showed the cellphone to Bill.
"You best answer it," Bill suggested.
"Part of the new direction."
"I'd like to ring his fucking neck," Matty snarled, as she walked to the far end of the bar, near the kitchen.
She stood for a second and took a deep breath, then accepted the call.
"Cameron."
"Hello Matty."
"If this is about your car, too late, already sold."
"This is not about my car ...
Wait? What?
Freddy sold the car?"
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