Chapter 23
The next morning, Knutson came breezing into his office with a serious detective look on his face and winked at Trish on his way by. “What, no banker's hours today. I was hoping I might have some quiet time with Trish. Just my luck,” he said plopping into the seat to the left of Keplar's desk. Looking around while Keplar leaned back in his squeaky chair, “You need to update this office. These are no longer the days of WWII.” Studying the office some more, “I think this décore might go back to WWI.”
Enjoying the lighter moment, “Hard to keep up with you rich big city boys.”
“I can see that.”
“So, you've decided to go into the decorating business.”
“I have and this is a good place to start. My fees are a little high, but I can have this place looking sharp in no time.
