Fred had texted him early the same morning. “Show up a little earlier, man. I’ve got something to show you!” was all it said. Kevin wasn’t on the curious side, but he wondered what kind of surprise awaited him.

Sipping on his cup of strong black coffee, at the café just outside their office, he scanned down the crowd, trying to spot his old friend’s silhouette. He noticed his fingers tapping nervously on the wooden table, as Fred stopped by the counter to order his latté, before walking to him, throwing his bag and jacket on the banquette.

So, what’s with all the mystery, pal?

Frederic didn’t seem too eager to get talking, but they both knew they didn’t have much time before the monthly meeting with the company’s accountants.

When’s the last time you spoke to Laura, Kev?

He couldn’t believe he had rushed in earlier to talk about