Luke called Jourdain as soon as he found a working payphone. The call went straight to voicemail, so Luke left a message that he got the job, and would call again later.
He finally reached Jourdain very late that afternoon. The first thing the man did was apologize for not answering before then. “I turn the phone off while I’m working,” he explained, not elaborating beyond that. “So, where do you want to go to celebrate?”
“We don’t have to,” Luke protested, even though he wanted to see Jourdain again.
“Yes, we do. Have you eaten?”
“No. Have you?”
“Yes,” Jourdain replied, “but I can have a glass of wine.”
“Jourdain, why are you proposing dinner when you’ve already eaten?” Luke asked, perplexed that he would even suggest it.
“Because I want to see you.”
“I…” Luke wasn’t certain wheth
