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He stepped onto the brightly
sun-drenched city sidewalk when his cell phone rang. Reaching into his pocket and pulling the phone out he realized
it was not his phone. In the
excitement of the interview he must have grabbed the interviewer’s phone. When
he looked at the caller ID he noticed the call was from Frank Randhurst, his
father.
Oh good, Jason thought. Dad wants
to know how the interview went. Then he
stood in a confused state staring at the phone. How would Dad know I have this phone? he thought as he
reluctantly answered it.
“Hello” he said in a quizzical
sounding voice.
“Hey there Howard this is Frank,”
he heard his Father’s domineering voice on the other end. “I hope you will follow through as I told
you to and give that position to my son. You know what I told you. I know
everything you did and I will keep quiet if you give my boy that job. No job and I go to the authorities and tell
everything,” Frank said in a self-important voice.
Jason was horrified as he listen to
his Father speak. What was his Father
doing? It wasn’t he, Jason Randhurst
who had impressed Howard Southwick, CEO of the Dumont Securities Company with
his brilliant resume? Was his Father
blackmailing Mr. Southwick?
“Like I told you, your secretary
who you think is so loyal to you isn’t.
She let me in on how for the last ten years you have been embezzling
from the company,” Howard said with a sinister snicker.
“You know I want my boy to work at
the top company. Every other place he
has interviewed at I submitted an anonymous devastating reference. Your company is where I want him to be, you
will give him the position and at a mammoth salary. You understand this, do you not?”
Jason stood stunned listen to the
threatening words his father was delivering.
What should he do?
“So Howard,” Frank said in an
arrogant way, “what do you have to say?”
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