Ben was going to have to wing it. There was nothing he had seen on the computer or in the files to brief him on what had been discussed. He couldn"t just wade in without knowing the depth of the water or how hot it might become. He realised open questions were the only way to go and try to get Bobby to open up without really saying anything himself. Just hope he wouldn"t realise.
“Well, how would you prefer it to be played?” Ben enquired. “And what"s your ideal timescales?”
Fifteen minutes later, Ben was able to finish the call. Although the climate control kept his room temperature at a steady twenty-one degrees, he was perspiring from the tension. He thought he had managed to cover his tracks well enough and kept Bobby doing most of the talking without him realising everything he was t
