Zane was pulling equipment together for his afternoon adventure when his phone rang. He left it on the boat and walked down the dock to grab it. “Hello?” he said, not recognizing the number.
“Zane Hughes! How the hell are ya? It’s Kyle.”
“Holy s**t, how are you?” Zane said, laughing.
“Good, man, I’m good. How are you?”
Zane nodded. “I’m great.”
“Well, s**t, that’s not good.”
Zane laughed. “Why is that not good?”
“I was hoping I could talk to into working for me,” Kyle said.
“Huh?”
“Dude, things are taking off out here. I can’t keep up. I have three guys working for me, but I’m taking on every trip. You know how it is when you’re the owner. I can’t trust any of these guys to go it alone yet.”
Zane nodded. He knew exactly what that was like. He wasn’t doing as well, but the summer
