Prince Walker
Business Unusual
Ileaned back in my chair and nodded absentmindedly as Andy went on.
“So I’ve spoken to the Swiss and they’re keen,” he was saying. I kept nodding. No idea what he was talking about. All I could think of were those soft thighs spread open before me.
“Prince! Hey!” He was snapping his fingers in front of my face. “Anyone in there?”
I shook my head. “Yeah…the Swiss. Keen. Got it.”
He rolled his eyes. “Buddy, you gotta get your head straight. This is precisely what got you in shit the last time, if you remember correctly. Too obsessed with pussy to focus on business.”
“Fuck you!” I snapped. Dammit, he was right.
“Your father is waiting for you to make a wrong move, my friend. You know it as well as I do. Now get your head in the game. We’ve got work to do.”
I straightened and looked down at the spreadsheet he’d pushed across the desk in front of me. The figures swam into focus, and I read through them, then looked up at him.
“Is this accurate?” I asked, running a fingertip along the line.
“Nope,” he said. “That’s on the low end of conservative.” I raised an eyebrow. “If we hit the targets I expect, you can double that amount.”
“Jesus,” I muttered. “You’re talking…?”
“Yip. Pretty much the national budget of a small country,” he chuckled. “Fuck, you could probablybuya small country.”
I straightened up. “And we won’t need the board of Cedar Inc. backing us…” It wasn’t a question. I was seeing a path opening up. I didn’t need the others for this. Didn’t need my fucking father.
“Shall I put it in play?” Andy asked. It was a ridiculous question, and my expression must have made that clear because he was gathering his things and grinning triumphantly. “I’ll call Horst,” he said. “You do what you do best.” I gave a curt nod. I was already itching to get back to my workstation.
