"I appreciate your being willing to talk with me about the company, Mr. Stallis," Nathan began as he took a seat on the older man's living room sofa. "Particularly since I arrived uninvited."
Stallis waved his hand in dismissal.
"You wouldn't be here if it wasn't important, am I right? Although I don't see how an old codger like me can be of any help. My days lately consist of golf when my rheumatoid arthritis isn't flaring up, and treatments when it is."
"You could be much more help than you know," Nathan said earnestly, "and what I'm about to talk to you about is very sensitive. It's imperative that this is kept quiet. But at the same time, I need some information to help me solve what I'm working on."
"And you figure since I built the company from the ground up, I'd be an excellent
