Car Bombs (6/8)
read part one, two, three, four, five
“I’m almost certain, sir.”
“Tim Searle? How long has he run the division?”
“Twelve years, sir, and he was a lead designer for six before that.”
“So he has a lot to lose.”
“It’s likely that his position would disappear if the division was purchased. Porter has already been pushing to eliminate him. He’s turned many of employees against the board, especially after we arrived.”
“That son of a bitch thinks he can scare us into backing off. So, you followed the money?”
“It’s very clear, sir. He requested time off and immediately sold most of the shares he’d accumulated. He also made some telling inquiries.”
“Do we know where he is now?”
“Yes, sir, Southern California. I have an address. Do I need to make arrangements?”
“No, I’m already on the way to clear up this business.”
“Very well, sir. As always, I’ll be here if you need anything.”
“Thank you, Tangiers. Your loyalty does not go unnoticed.”
The Chairman hung up the phone. He pressed the intercom button to speak to the driver.
“I’m ready to go, Paul. 11478 Parker Street, Mountain View.”
He looked at his watch: thirty minutes to nine.
“I’ll need to be there before the hour.”
“Yes, sir, it shouldn’t be a problem.”
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