Chapter 3
Jase set the alarm on his phone for six-thirty, hoping that would be early enough. He left the phone on the corner of the table closest to his bunk where he was pretty sure he’d hear it. As a rule, he was not a sound sleeper. He never overslept to arrive late for work. He prided himself on being able to keep a routine and do exactly what was expected or required of him. Reputation meant a lot in the business world. Punctuality might not be a top virtue like reliability and consistency, although it was important. Dressing right, speaking right, showing up at the right times and places—it was all part of the persona he’d created.
He dimly recalled sarcastic comments about “Indian time” when he was a kid and his dad had been too casual about reporting for his job or showing up for
