CHAPTER EIGHTY SEVEN – CARTER MUSIC EXPERIENCE

As they rounded the corner, the skeletal structure of the building that would soon become the "Carter Music Experience" came into view, a hive of activity buzzing all around it. "Well, well, look at all this," Madison murmured, her eyes gleaming with a mixture of excitement and analytical scrutiny. "Ms. Carter! Kyle!" A burly man in a hard hat waved them over, his face creasing into a broad grin. "Welcome to the site!" "Stan, it's so good to see you," Madison greeted warmly, clasping his calloused hand in her own. "I trust everything is running smoothly?" Stan's grin faltered ever so slightly. "For the most part, ma'am. Just a few minor hiccups with the delivery schedule, but nothing we can't handle." "Oh?" Madison arched an immaculately groomed brow, her tone deceptively casual. "Do tell." Kyle suppressed a groan, recognizing the telltale signs of her mother's notorious attention to detail kicking into high gear. "Well, you see, we were supposed to receive a shipment of acousti