attempts at turning former or
current employees into informants had failed, and getting Treasury
investigators inside as undercover employees had proved impossible as well.
Bostoff Securities had appeared on the radar because of its client base, which
included Emperial and other shady hedge funds. With Janet’s help, Dennis could
bring the Bostoff investigation to closure much more quickly. His boss’s
recognition aside, the added bonus of this achievement would be retirement of
Dean Snider’s persona. For as much as Dennis loved his job, he was getting
tired of wearing ill-fitted clothes and being snapped fingers at as though he
were a maid.
Now that Dennis had a
valid reason to get close to Janet, he had to devise his plan, which would not
be too difficult given the fact that Janet and he were located on the same
floor. There were a number of places where they could run into each other – the
kitchen, the employee cafeteria, or the copy room. Of course, Dennis would have
to tread lightly lest he risk compromising his cover. He would become Janet’s
office buddy, and gradually, he would become her confidant. For any other man,
these plans might have sounded overly ambitious, but not for Dennis Walker. He
had tested his powers of persuasion on many occasions. Granted, the persona of
Dean Snider was not the most advantageous one when it came to the art of female
seduction, but Dennis was not planning on seducing Janet Maple – at least not
while he was on the assignment. Instead, he planned to become her friend, and
Dean Snider was just the sort of man women tended to trust.
Chapter 10
It was Monday morning,
and Jon Bostoff had already breached his irritation quota for the week. He
tried to restrain himself from throwing irate glances at his father, who sat
opposite from him with an absurdly cheerful expression on his face.
“Well, I think that
it’s wonderful news about Paul and Lisa getting engaged.” Hank Bostoff smiled.
“It was about time Paul settled down, and I for one am glad that he’s not
marrying an actress.”
A clueless bimbo would
be better than a money hungry schemer, Jon thought, but restrained his impulse
to vent. Until Hank Bostoff retired, he was still the boss.
“Between you and me…”
Hank leaned across the table, his face growing serious. “I was worried about
Paul for a while – that whole acting shtick… The odds of making it in that
business are so remote, I feared that Paul might become a perpetual drifter, a
shirker… But the kid has turned out real good; you both have.” Hank patted
Jon’s hand. “I am especially proud of you, Jon, for taking Paul under your
wing. Paul’s got real potential, don’t you think?”
Jon just stared blankly
at his father as he tried to come up with a diplomatic remark, but he need not
have worried: Hank was on a roll.
“Paul really proved
himself in marketing, and I think he’ll be really good in the COO role once he
becomes better-rounded in his knowledge of the company operations. And that’s
where I need your help, Jon. I need you to train Paul to become your right arm.
I built this company to pass it on to my children. Once I know that I can leave
the company safely in the hands of my two sons, I will finally be able to
retire.”
Jon wondered if this
was the beginning of Hank’s descent into senility. Paul had about as much
business acumen as a monkey. He might have been great at fussing with press
releases and advertisements, but when it came to running a business operation,
Paul hadn’t a clue, and no amount of on-the-job training was going to change
that.
“That’s something your
mother would have wanted as well,” Hank added. “She always worried that you and
your brother were not close enough. She blamed it on the age difference between
you when you were growing up, but I always told her that in time it wouldn’t
matter. Nine years seems like a lot when you’re a kid, but as you get older,
the difference
current employees into informants had failed, and getting Treasury
investigators inside as undercover employees had proved impossible as well.
Bostoff Securities had appeared on the radar because of its client base, which
included Emperial and other shady hedge funds. With Janet’s help, Dennis could
bring the Bostoff investigation to closure much more quickly. His boss’s
recognition aside, the added bonus of this achievement would be retirement of
Dean Snider’s persona. For as much as Dennis loved his job, he was getting
tired of wearing ill-fitted clothes and being snapped fingers at as though he
were a maid.
Now that Dennis had a
valid reason to get close to Janet, he had to devise his plan, which would not
be too difficult given the fact that Janet and he were located on the same
floor. There were a number of places where they could run into each other – the
kitchen, the employee cafeteria, or the copy room. Of course, Dennis would have
to tread lightly lest he risk compromising his cover. He would become Janet’s
office buddy, and gradually, he would become her confidant. For any other man,
these plans might have sounded overly ambitious, but not for Dennis Walker. He
had tested his powers of persuasion on many occasions. Granted, the persona of
Dean Snider was not the most advantageous one when it came to the art of female
seduction, but Dennis was not planning on seducing Janet Maple – at least not
while he was on the assignment. Instead, he planned to become her friend, and
Dean Snider was just the sort of man women tended to trust.
Chapter 10
It was Monday morning,
and Jon Bostoff had already breached his irritation quota for the week. He
tried to restrain himself from throwing irate glances at his father, who sat
opposite from him with an absurdly cheerful expression on his face.
“Well, I think that
it’s wonderful news about Paul and Lisa getting engaged.” Hank Bostoff smiled.
“It was about time Paul settled down, and I for one am glad that he’s not
marrying an actress.”
A clueless bimbo would
be better than a money hungry schemer, Jon thought, but restrained his impulse
to vent. Until Hank Bostoff retired, he was still the boss.
“Between you and me…”
Hank leaned across the table, his face growing serious. “I was worried about
Paul for a while – that whole acting shtick… The odds of making it in that
business are so remote, I feared that Paul might become a perpetual drifter, a
shirker… But the kid has turned out real good; you both have.” Hank patted
Jon’s hand. “I am especially proud of you, Jon, for taking Paul under your
wing. Paul’s got real potential, don’t you think?”
Jon just stared blankly
at his father as he tried to come up with a diplomatic remark, but he need not
have worried: Hank was on a roll.
“Paul really proved
himself in marketing, and I think he’ll be really good in the COO role once he
becomes better-rounded in his knowledge of the company operations. And that’s
where I need your help, Jon. I need you to train Paul to become your right arm.
I built this company to pass it on to my children. Once I know that I can leave
the company safely in the hands of my two sons, I will finally be able to
retire.”
Jon wondered if this
was the beginning of Hank’s descent into senility. Paul had about as much
business acumen as a monkey. He might have been great at fussing with press
releases and advertisements, but when it came to running a business operation,
Paul hadn’t a clue, and no amount of on-the-job training was going to change
that.
“That’s something your
mother would have wanted as well,” Hank added. “She always worried that you and
your brother were not close enough. She blamed it on the age difference between
you when you were growing up, but I always told her that in time it wouldn’t
matter. Nine years seems like a lot when you’re a kid, but as you get older,
the difference
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