“Mr. Tyson is here to see you, Mr. Fontana,” Brenda announced formally from the doorway to Nick’s office.
“Show him in, please,” Nick replied. He closed the file he was working on, stood, and turned to greet him.
“Now this is a surprise,” Greg said when he came into the room.
“I agree.” Nick smiled briefly as he beckoned to the chair beside his desk. A very strange surprise. Coincidence, or something else? Nick watched Greg’s face as he sat, deciding after reading what he saw and picked up on, that the man was as startled as he’d been.
“The name on your résumé is Ambrose,” Nick said. “That’s not what you originally told me.”
“Would you admit to that unless you had to, if it was your first name? My middle name is Gregory, ergo, Greg.”
“Understandable.” Nick read through Greg’s résumé
