Chapter 3Saturday Morning
Greg didn’t work on Saturdays unless there was an emergency, so when the phone rang at six it woke him with a start.
“Greg, this is Bear Drummond.”
Greg sat up in his bed and stretched, thinking it was a good thing he had the coffee on a timer. “I thought you and Brian slept in on Saturdays. From what I’ve heard it takes Kona coffee and blueberry scones to get you out of bed this early.” He yawned. “Excuse me.”
“You’re right, but as a sub at the club; you have to learn to give me a bit more respect.” Bear laughed. “Can you come over to the house? I have several prospective contracts for you to review.”
“Several, really?” Greg asked.
“Yes, you’ll be surprised.”
“Give me a half hour. I have to shower and get dressed.”
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Exactly thirty minutes later Gr
