❀ Clark ❀
By the time I walked into the conference room, Nancy and Robert were already seated, folders open, tablets ready, and three steaming cups of coffee set out like offerings to the deities of productivity. This was it. This meeting would kick everything into motion.
"Morning," I said as I sat down on the chair at the head of the table. I wrapped my hand around the nearest cup of coffee like my life depended on it. No one had to know, but my penthouse apartment was almost completely packed up. I had been busy.
“Morning, Clark,” Robert and Nancy greeted.
“Are you ready to make this official?” Robert questioned.
“As ready as I will ever be,” I replied as I glanced over at Nancy. She wore a sharp navy suit and had that determined glint in her eye I had started to recognize. She wa
