Wil
He stood in Calvin’s office waiting for him to get off the phone; he was already on a business call, because the person he was talking to was on the East Coast. It might be 9am here, but it was many hours ahead over there. He couldn’t believe that Calvin had yet again managed to tick Marilyn off, without even going near her.
Although he did understand that it was the twins that had contacted Calvin, the screenshots that he’d gotten of their conversation had shown him that. So Marilyn herself understood this, but the question was how long it had gone on was still on his mind, he was betting all weekend, and likely until she’d found out this morning.
He wasn’t so much as mad at Calvin right that minute, just annoyed really. It was also his birthday today and yet here he was having to
