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attle cry wails. Steeled determination fuses my grin. ‘…hammer of the gods, will
drive our ships to new lands. To fight the horde, singing and crying, Valhalla I am
coming!’ I stomp past Niemen's. ‘On we sweep, with threshing ore, my only goal
will be the western shore!’
Suddenly aware, I force my shoulders still, and tuck my hair. Control Kathryn,
control. I turn onto Ohio Street, but armies of anxious frogs seize my chest. I
brace against a building, 1, inhale Kathryn, 2, exhale 1, inhale dear ...
Bob, effervesces from the behind the desk of BTech’s swanky new Chicago
high-rise, “Good morning, Miss Winslow.”
“Good morning, Bob,” I force a smile and glance back, the plastic plants
stirring a vague memory. Why are security desk guys always old? It must be a
Creative Gift found later in life.
“I’ll see you tomorrow morning, Miss Winslow. You have a nice day.”
No Bob, sorry you won’t. I have a little surprise in store today. The times they
are a changin.’ And it’s not just about breakfast anymore.
The elevator doors ping open; I press 28, one of three floors housing BTech’s
enormous growth. John Bracket, CEO has tripled the size of the company he
started after leaving Global Network Solutions in California, now a hardcore
competitor. It’s where he met my father. Strategic acquisitions are at the center
of John’s growth including his newest venture in network manufacturing facilities.
John keeps a team of loyal men at his side, Ben and Ted, the golfing buddies
who left with Bracket’s mysterious exodus.
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