Charles was at his desk when Farrah joined him. He came into the room warily, with nothing like his usual bounce. He sat gingerly on the indicated chair and waited, fiddling with the back of his neck as he did so.
“My business is relatively new but seems to be flourishing.”
“Good to hear, good to hear. What is it you actually do?”
Charles smiled and launched forth explaining the shipping routes to the Indies, the times, the products and by the time he got to the warehousing it was clear that his companion was becoming more and more interested. He started asking questions, intelligent questions, and Charles felt a quite sense of pleasure that he was interested but found that it was also surprisingly good to have someone to talk to.
“So, key to the whole thing is getting the goods distri
