Chapter Seven

Russell

“It’s Mr Walker, sir. He wants to have a word.” Taking off my pair of sunglasses, I grabbed the cell phone from Tom hesitantly. Dad never lets me have my way, does he?

“If this is another attempt of yours to indulge in frivolities, abort the mission and get back here, Russell. It won’t get you anywhere.”

“I thought we talked about this. Does the means ever matter? What matters is the end, which is closing the deal with Afribolt Tech. Come on, Dad, You know you don’t really care about how I go about this. All you want is the profit.”

“Not at the expense of my reputation. I’ll not let you have another scandal. Not under my watch, Russell. I already arranged my team for a flight to Oklahoma, they’re bringing you back to Texas. I’ll handle the deal myself.”

“I can’t let that happen. Not when I’m this close to securing the deal. I’ll be back in Texas when this is over. See you in three days, or maybe even less, Dad.” Without waiting for his reaction, I hung up the phone and too