Chapter 19
Stephen
I barely had two feet in my office when Pete came in and sat on the leather sofa in the corner. Pete often liked to sit on the couch because I had a hand carved chess board set up on the coffee table in front of it. We had a game that had been going on for at least six months now. The one rule was no moves were to be made when the other wasn’t around to see it. We had played many games like this over the years.
“What did you do this weekend boss man?” He knew I hated being called that, so he did it to egg me on.
“I had a very relaxing weekend.”
“Was this said relaxation at home alone?”
“Part of it was, yes.”
“Ah, I see and the other part?”
“Don’t you have some work to do? It is first thing Monday morning.”
“I’ve been here an hour already. I’m on top of my
