with, isn’t he?”
On the line, Timothy chuckled. “That’s right. It might have just been once that I corresponded with you in the past.”
James nodded eagerly. “So how’s Matt Luke?”
“He’s why I called.”
James straightened in his chair, his body stiffening with unease. “Is everything okay?” Matt Luke was an older gentlemen, in his late sixties with spunk like you wouldn’t believe. He had run the business training company for years. In fact, the old man happened to be one of Melone’s first contracts that gave him the ability to move from the East Coast to the heart of America, Chicago, Illinois.
“He’s finally retiring, but for medical reasons,” Timothy explained. “Now the board is at odds on how to move forward. Some are talking expansion, while others think we need to focus on the offices we have in New Jersey.”
Nodding as he followed the conversation, James felt a bit of irritation swelling within him. The man, Timothy, was beating around the bush.
“Anyway, I remembered the first work you did with us when we opened our second location and I thought I’d give you a call to see if you could help out with anything. I know it’s a long shot, but the company’s pretty vulnerable right now and I’d like our next move to be the one that makes us.”
James listened to the man’s words, still confused and not certain if he should care or not. He asked, “Are you the new CEO?”
“Yes. Unanimous decision,” the man paused, “and I’m the next biggest holder of stock in the company.”
Smirking, James bunched his eyebrows together. “So what is it you—” James cut himself off before he could finish the thought. He wasn’t a fool. Timothy was looking for advice. He was certain that with a few emails and file swaps, he could point the budding company in the right direction and he could go to sleep and feel good about himself—but what he saw now was golden opportunity.
“Tim, how many offices do you have?”
“Two,” Timothy answered back with a sigh. “I want to push over the state border since we’re so close but the others think we should probably wait.”
“Do you know anyone in the city?”
“Yes, actually. I live there. I know quite a few businesses who probably wouldn’t mind considering our services. We just need an office and an image to get in. You know, get closer.”
James’s grin returned to his face. “Oh yes. I understand everything, Mr. Walters.”
“Please, call me Tim, James. You were a great friend to Matt Luke and I’m hoping we can build the same friendship.”
James could have laughed at the situation. Nothing better could have dropped into his lap at a better time.
“I’m thinking that sounds great, Tim. Why don’t you tell me more about your business, if you can? I’ve got a little time on my hands right now.”
There was a pause on the phone, followed by an excited chuckled. “Okay. I can send you some files we can go over together.”
“That’d be great,” James encouraged. “I’m in my office right now.” He coaxed the gentleman to stay on the line while the files were sent. From there, he relaxed into the seat and forgot all about being tired. This had to mean that someone was looking out for him. The odds were in his favor. He was meant to be with Jennifer Rhodes after all.
With an excited giggle, he reached for his pen and note pad and began to take notes as Tim spoke to him. He didn’t need a whole lot of information, but just enough to make his case convincing.
Chapter Five
Midday Fare
With a deep intake of air, Jennifer sighed heavily and lowered the receiver to the phone. She had never been in a position to hire someone before, but that didn’t matter before now. She knew what needed to be done and at the very least, had an idea of what was needed.
She needed someone willing to pick up good coffee and breakfast before work. Someone who could work Microsoft Office, Express, and—well, the whole damn