The first thing I did as Cole Ashford's equal partner was fire someone.
Not from Treeline. From the 303. A property manager on the RiNo corridor — one of the fourteen pins I'd mapped on my screen in Baker, one of the entities I'd traced through LLCs and holding companies on a night when I'd been pulling filings at midnight with cedar on my wood and a man's scent on my skin. The man's name was Devlin. He managed four commercial properties on the corridor that included Elevation, and he'd been skimming rent adjustments for two years.
I found it in the quarterly review.
