13. Jansen
CHAPTER 13
JANSEN
“ W ould you like a cup of coffee, Jansen?” Gloria, the assistant Derek and I share, is in the doorway of my office.
I return my attention to the stack of papers on my desk, muttering, “No, thanks.” After I left the gym this morning, I stopped in to check on our uptown location and got a cup there.
There are three more pages of inventory reports to review, then I need to move on to financials. Things piled up while I was upstate overseeing a new location opening.
As I’m cross-checking some numbers, Derek appears. “Morning.”
I give him a nod.
“How’s the new shop looking?”
“Rocky. ”
Derek leans against the doorframe. “What do they need?”
“Time. More staff.”
“Let’s meet before lunch.” He starts to leave, but then returns. “I’m going to the climbing gym tonight. Want to come?”
“Too much to do here.”
He lingers a moment longer. “Ana starts today.”
“I’m well aware.”
I return to my work, expecting him to leave, but instead, he steps inside, closing the door behind him. “She said no more hookups. Not while she’s working for us.”
“We’ll see about that.”