next stop: Ben Kraneâs office. It was as good a time as any to beard the lion in his den.
Krane Associates was housed in a white-fronted building just off Main Street. I didnât know who the associates might be, but the business offered expertise in the law, real estate, estate planning, and other matters. Ben personally had his hand in all of these enterprises, and for all I knew, he might have had a whole team of experts working for him. When I went into the office, however, I was met by a single receptionist. According to the name card in front of her computer, she was Judith Gomes.
Judith gave me a pleasant, professional smile.
âHi. May I help you? My, what a darling little girl!â
âMy daughter, Diana. Yes, she is a cutie, if I do say so myself.â
âIâm sure youâre very proud of her! Now, how may I help you?â
I sat down. âMy name is Jackson. I work for your boss. I want to talk with you about him and his work.â
Her smile disappeared faster than your lap when you stand.
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Judith Gomes was instantly careful, almost hostile. âIâm afraid I canât help you, Mr. . . .â
âJackson. My friends call me J.W.â
âIâm afraid I canât help you, Mr. Jackson. I have nothing to say about Mr. Krane.â
I studied her face. Judith looked a little fragile behind her apparent anger. âDid he tell you to say that, or are you just being a loyal employee? If he told you to say it, you tell him that Iâm no longer working for him. If he didnât, then itâs you who may not be working for him.â
But Judith turned out to have more spunk than I had guessed. âI havenât spoken with Mr. Krane, and I have no intention of speaking to you either. Please leave this office immediately.â
Is there anyone more valuable to a boss than a loyal secretary who will fend off the dogs and keep the family secrets?
I felt a little smile run across my face. âI think you should ask Ben for a raise,â I said. âMeanwhile, if you can get in touch with him, I suggest that you do that right now. He asked me to work for him this morning and gave me carte blanche to do things my own way, including talking to you and anybody else who works for him. You, naturally, donât believe that, so why donât you pick up that phone and get the word from the horseâs mouth.â
Her jaw was firm. âMr. Krane is not in his office. I donât know where he is. Iâll speak to him when he comes in.â
Feisty Judith. âHeâs probably got a beeper on his belt like all the other businesspeople in the world,â I said. âGive him a buzz.â
She was stubborn. âI donât think so, Mr. Jackson!â
I bounced Diana on my knee. She was cute. Playing with her and her brother was a more appealing prospect than tracking down an arsonist. âIn that case,â I said to Judith Gomes, âwhen you finally do talk to Ben, tell him about our conversation and inform him that Iâm not working for him anymore. Tell him Iâll return his check if heâs already mailed it.â I got out of the chair. âGood-bye. I donât think weâll be seeing each other again.â I started for the door.
âWait.â
I paused and looked at her. Her brow was furrowed as she was pricked by the famous horns of a dilemma: in her case, whether to risk offending her boss by calling him, or risk offending him by not calling him. Her hand seemed to want to go to the phone on her desk, but . . .
I decided to help her out. âLook,â I said, âif he hasnât told you about this deal with me, youâd be stupid to take my word for it. Be smart and call him. If he faults you for that, heâs more of an idiot than I think he is.â
âIf youâre telling the truth, I would have heard from him already.â But the brow remained
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