Chapter 2In the YBR’s stuffy conference room, Wolfe sat across from Yvan, trying to keep their conversation from derailing. Things were getting pretty tense between them, and if he didn’t watch his words, Yvan would storm out, and possibly quit on him. “Let me crack the window open a little more,” Wolfe said. Any excuse to stand and take a moment to regroup. “It’s hot in here, huh?”
“No, keep it shut or you’ll ruin the AC.”
Everything was an argument with Yvan. Since Pride Day three weeks ago, things had gotten worse between them. Every time Wolfe asked him for anything, no matter how nicely, Yvan bit his head off.
“Yeah, maybe you’re right,” Wolfe said. Regardless of what Yvan thought, he was not against him. He just wanted to find better ways to engage people and reduce volunteer turn
