It Goes On - Book l

Dipshits.

"It's about time you showed up for lunch!" Robert chuckled while he joined her in her office, sitting down at the small table that was close to the window, looking out towards the vague frame of the Tetons in the far distance, only knowing the mountain range due to its shape alone. "I got you a chicken wrap from the café. Hope you weren't craving anything else."

"That's fine, Rob. Thank you." Kiera shook her head, kindly accepting the fresh chicken Caesar wrap he had brought her as a kind gesture.

As well as a reward for helping him make a fuck ton of money within the last few months.

"So, are you excited to finally be taking full control of this office?"

"Terrified, but it's how I learn." She shrugged.

"Well, what's your first move?"

"For one, I'm going to take down Jenkins. Any fucking way I can," She scoffed, eagerly curling her index finger under the tab of her can of Dr. Pepper. "You get these land developers like him who find pristine recreational property, build whatever they desire and sell the dream – no major problems arise unless you have cocksuckers like Jenkins who desire to take it further: building hotels and casinos. They all end up leaving because they can't generate enough cash flow after trying to turn it into New York City."

"That's right. You can't make a big business out of raw land with real estate." Rob nodded.

"Exactly."

"What're you going to do?"

"We set up a fund – a fund that buys land and puts it into a conservation easement which cuts the property tax by 2/3's by the end of the year. Then we go to the Department of Agriculture and enroll the land in a CRP."

"What's a CRP?"

"It's the federal government paying us not to farm it."

Rob scoffed, "Now why would the federal government willingly pay its citizens not to do something that brings in revenue? That just doesn't make sense to me."

"To control the supply. They won't have to worry about local farmers – or people like Jenkins – diluting the market. It's shit, but it's a benefit for us."

"What's the turnaround look like?"

Kiera shrugged, "A government pay per acre, per year depending on land. The last I checked in Wyoming, it's between $200-$300 an acre. That also goes for Montana, Utah, and Colorado – except Colorado is more stingy with where its money goes."

"So the government will pay the land off for us in seven years?"

"We'll pretty much become landlords who are paid not to rent."

"Hm. Sounds like a pyramid scheme."

"With the government at the bottom for once, then yeah. Let's start with a $100,000,000 investment in land, then we funnel the CRP funds into more land purchases and buy probably up to 30,000 acres per year without spending a dime. We make a profit by year two with a net revenue of $45,000,000 per year."

"The more we buy, the more the number increases?"

"Sound like a good retirement plan for you?"

"Of course it does, but why hasn't anyone does this before?"

"They can't afford it, but we can."

"What's in it for you, Kiera?"

"What makes you say that?"

"Something is buried within you."

"I'm just doing my job," She assured him. "And I'm doing the best I can to protect my father's ranch and legacy for as long as I can."