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A Hell of a Woman. Ron Boone's Hummer
Читать онлайн.Название A Hell of a Woman
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isbn 9781456608231
Автор произведения Ron Boone's Hummer
Жанр Ужасы и Мистика
Издательство Ingram
Yet Gunn’s mind went back to last night and the man who followed him home from Grizzlies.
“Maybe fun isn’t exactly something that comes to mind.”
“We’re all in the same boat.”
“Yes, the zombie boat. We all sit around, waiting and wondering if the office is going to be shut down or when that e-mail comes asking us to come in early so they can fire us.”
Doug bobbed his head, taking a deep breath. “Have you talked to Cole?”
“Actually, we’re going to the game on Thursday.”
“Phillies D’Back game. And we may get Roy Oswalt.”
“Hard to keep my mind on baseball.”
“How long has it been for Cole?”
“6 months.”
“Jeez. Once he was your boss.”
“He was a great boss. Much better than Stacey Jones.”
“Look, send him my best. I really miss him.”
“Me too.”
“All we can do each day is punch in. We still have a job.”
“What about our office in Texas.” Gunn raked his hand through his hair.
“There were over 200 people that lost their jobs after that office closed.”
“I know.”
“And none of them can work in the industry for 2 years. Unless they want to fight it and find a lawyer in Florida.”
“I’m sure they don’t have $10,000.”
“I wouldn’t even have to think about this if it weren’t for Rob Barker,” Gunn said angrily.
“Don, take it easy,” Doug said, holding out his left hand. “He’s not worth it. It’s over.”
Gunn walked over and thew a right to the bag.
“We might as well just change the subject, Don. You have every right to be mad at Rob Barker. There’s no point in thinking about that and our non-compete. We all feel the same way. Nothing is getting accomplished talking about it. All we can do is go on the web and see if we can get a job.”
“In another industry. Like North Star Publishing.”
“I know.”
“Well,” Gunn said, “At least I have another interview.”
“Good. Get that job and forget about Rob Barker. When is the interview?”
“Monday.”
“Really, that’s great.”
Gunn heard his phone vibrate by the treadmill. He walked over, grabbed it, then put it to his ear after opening his phone.
“Hi,” Kim said.
“Hey Kim.”
“You can call me Kimmy if you want.”
“I’ll stay with Kim.”
“That her?” Doug whispered.
Don shook his head yes.
“Look, I’m helping my roommate RoseAnn out tonight by waitressing with her. I was hoping that I can meet you at Grizzlies.”
“Why don’t we meet at the place where you’re waitressing?”
“It would be so much easier if we met at Grizzlies.”
“Not sure I understand why but okay. What time?”
Gunn heard her take a deep breath. “10:00.”
“10:00. It’s just that I have an interview.”
“What time is the interview tomorrow?”
“11:00.”
“So, we’ll be back in plenty of time. I really want to see you.”
“Okay. 10:00 it is.”
“All right. See you then.”
“Okay.”
As she hung up, Don closed his phone.
“10:00.”
“I should have time to make my interview.”
“Took the day off.”
“Yep. Just another PTO day. Not like they’ll see me after work or early in the morning. So I lose a PTO day. Not like the people who interview me really care to begin with.”
“They didn’t want you to come in earlier.”
“Nope. By the time I get out and get to work, it would be after 2:00. Besides, last thing I need is to make Stacey Jones suspicious” - Gunn sat down in front of Doug - “that I’m looking for another job. She would wonder if I’m out for a long time.”
“I remember Pat taking a very long lunch break. Nearly 2 hours. Everyone knew that she was interviewing.”
“So did Cole and look what happened. He was laid off.”
“I know.”
“I don’t see a point in being interviewed and having to look at my watch wondering if I’ll be caught. So take a PTO day. I’m the only one that loses out. They’re interviewing lots of people.”
“What kind of company is it?”
“The agency sells on-line ads.” Gunn stretched the back of his neck by moving his head back. “I could do that since that doesn’t compete with Blake & Yurman.”
“They don’t do product advertising?”
“They do but as long as I’m not involved in that, then everything should be okay.”
“Well, good luck.”
“Thanks.”
An hour later, Don was walking home, turning the corner to his apartment building. As he turned, he saw a man in a car, the bald-headed man with a mustache from Grizzlies, leaning back, his eyes on a newspaper. He glanced at Don briefly, then gazed at his newspaper again.
Gunn wondered if this was the same man from Grizzlies. He only saw him from a distance for a few seconds along with the other man. Yet, it was 90 degrees and here was this person in his car reading a paper.
He didn’t want to think that this man was following him also as he stepped into the doorway of his building. Eddie Francis, the doorman sat there, staring at the TV screen. He ran his hand through his dark hair that was slicked back, then said “Hey Don. Heard you’re going to the game on Thursday.”
“Yep. Should be a lot of fun.”
He wiped his mustache with the back of his hand. “I think we’ll win it now that we have Halladay. And we may get Oswalt.”
“We’ll see. Should be an exciting year.”
“It will be.”
“Can I ask you a question?”
“Sure.”
“Did you notice the man outside across the street in his car.”
He looked at his screen. “I think so. Been here about an hour.”
“Pretty hot to be out there in this weather.”
“I guess I never noticed.”
“Did you notice that there was someone else here last night just sitting around in his car?”