The scoff that left my mouth was so loud that it made Lockjaw jump. “I think it’s a little late for that.”
“Yeah,” he replied. “I spoke with your dad. He told me he wanted to turn the club over to you but that the guys would never go for it. He was hoping that he could one day hand it to me, and then you and I could lead it together.”
Any wind left in my sails was knocked clean out of me with that gut punch. “He wasn’t even gonna try?”
“It broke his heart, but…” Colin shook his head.
