Mr Startford returned home a happy man. He believed he had handed the company over to his own son and could have peace of mind. His phone rang and he picked it up. It was his trusted friend, Kennedy.
“Good evening, Mr Stratford.”
“Evening Ken. How's everything?”
“Everything can't be fine, sir. You handed your company over to someone who doesn't know the basic foundation. You didn't tell him anything about what happens underway. It's dangerous,” Kennedy expressed his grave fears and concerns.
“Kennedy,” Mr Startford called after a minute of silence.
“Yes sir.”
“Let things fall in place at their own time. You are there to guide him and carry out what needs to be carried out,” Mr Startford instructed.
“But sir, don't you think handing over your company was too hasty a decision? You
