There's an important difference between what we've got
with Wallaby, and what we are proposing for ISLE. With this, ICP
will have invested hard cash in your baby. So don't worry, we'll
see to it that she's a success."
"Then we're on," Byron said.
William beamed. "Excellent," he said. He checked his watch. "I'd
better get moving if I'm going to catch my plane." The trio
walked to the door together. They shook hands, and William
departed.
"You see, Petey," Byron said after closing the door, "the big
guys aren't all so bad after all, eh?"
"I like him," Peter admitted.
"Man, we've sure got our work cut out for us. I just hope we
don't have any setbacks."
"How did it go?" Grace asked.
Byron kissed her on the cheek. "Like a charm."
"Congratulations," she said. "Peter, this man called while you
guys were out in the yard." She traded a Post-it note for Isle.
There was a name written on it that Peter did not recognize, and
a phone number. "Thanks. I'll call him later. Let's go tell the
guys the good news."
* * *
"Did Greta find you?" Eileen asked, rising from her chair as
Matthew returned from lunch.
"She found me, all right," Matthew said, winded, rushing past her
and into his office. He gathered his pen and notepad and hurried
to the boardroom. There was only a minute to spare before the
meeting began.
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