“I appreciate your vote of confidence. I hope I won’t disappoint you.” I gathered up the documents and stood. “I should get going.”
René stood and walked to another, smaller desk. He opened a drawer and pulled out an envelope. “Here is the first check. You’ll get payments weekly, per our agreement.”
“Thanks.” I took it and stashed the envelope in my backpack.
We walked downstairs. René stopped briefly to tell the guys they could be rowdy again, then he followed me out the front door. He stood off to the side as I placed my backpack on the passenger seat and got into my truck.
His hand on the open door, René asked, “You didn’t tell me what you thought of the dessert I gave you this morning.”
My stomach rumbled, reminding me that I hadn’t eaten dinner yet. “Oh man, yeah. You hit the jac
