Updating Finn Barlow

Tom's POV

"All good Mr Harrison?" The contractor grinned at me.  

I gave him a small nod and looked back at the view before me. It was the new location for a business mall that Adam finally agreed to build with me. Right in New York.  

I had to hand it to him, the jackass was picky as hell. He had sent a rather fancy e-mail telling me all the reasons his analyst hadn't been in support of the land property in Hawaii. One of them had been severely annoying to find out.  

The land was filled. The bastards who had told me about the property had filled a marshland with sand, making it look sturdy. If we had built a casino right on it, all the billions of dollars spent that building would sink into mire, literally.  

When I read that in his mail, I felt like a dumbass. Those bastards had almost got me good. If I had paid in full for