Chapter 8

JAKE’S POV

“Please, dad, just cut all the bullshit and tell us the plan. This is the third weekend in a row when you have said you were going to lay your plan out and you haven’t done it yet.” I sighed, raking my hands over my face.

“That anxious to take over for me, son?” My dad asked, taking a sip of his whisky. It was barely lunch time, pretty early for a drink, but my dad didn’t care.

I shook my head at my dad. Jonathan laughed off in the corner. No, dad.” Jonathan replied. “We just need to be able to plan. There is a lot that goes into these types of changes. I don’t want to just wake up tomorrow and be told I am running everything. I would at least want to buy a new suit.” Jonathan laughs and pours himself a glass of whisky, joining dad on the couch.

“Well, you better buy the suit!” He raised his glass as he replied. “At Monday’s board meeting, I will be announcing my near immediate retirement.”

My brother and I looked at each other. “Ho