Chapter Fifteen
Karl Saves the Day
A couple of weeks later Karl got a call from Chad just before he went home.
“Hey buddy,” Chad said jovially. “Tell me something. Do you own a suit?”
“You’re such a cheeky bastard!” Karl chuckled. “I do own a suit, yes – in fact I may even have more than one.”
“Well scare the moths out of it, pack it in a bag and be at Heathrow for the Stockholm flight tomorrow morning. The SE Banken deal has gone into the shitter.”
“What? But why? I thought we’d closed it?”
“Not quite. It’s a support issue; the competition has offered a year of extra warranty for free. Looks like we’re gonna lose the deal. One of Saunders’ folks is handling the commercial stuff from London, but she needs to fly to the bank HQ in Sweden to get their feedback on our counter offer. Sa
