Harrison was just sitting down with a copy of his sector B finance report for the quarter when his personal phone rang with an unfamiliar number. He frowned, but then again he had given his number out to a lot of new people recently. And the report would wait.
“Harrison Drake speaking,” he answered, setting the report back down on his desk.
Jack took a moment to steady himself before he spoke. No matter how nervous he was, he swore to himself, he was not going to stutter. And even if it did slip out, he would just power through it.
“Mr. Drake? Hello, it’s Jack Maple.”
Harrison raised an eyebrow. That was certainly someone he wasn’t expecting a call from. Ever.
“Mr. Maple. What can I do for you today?” he asked, getting straight to the point.
He decided to try starting on a friendly note, hoping to put the other man in a good mood. “W-well, first, I wanted to thank you. Katelynn t…told me how you helped her arrange our anniversary date, back in December. We had a wonderful time, and I really ap-preciate you doing that.”
Jack prayed he wasn’t coming off as groveling. His own feelings about Harrison aside, he genuinely was thankful for the help he’d given Katelynn in planning and setting up everything.
Jack Maple 