Chapter 51

“Thank you, sir,” he murmured, his voice thick with emotion.

“Tonight’s meal was fantastic,” Greg continued. “You know it, and you heard everyone else say it, but none of them ever had the original dish. Not even you. How you managed to duplicate it without even knowing what it tastes like blows my mind. You’re exactly what we’re looking for at Libbie Mill, Mr. Pruitt. I don’t know what Mel told you about the positions available for the restaurant—”

“Nothing much,” Preston admitted.

“Well,” Greg said, “I haven’t hired any kitchen staff yet. Based on your schooling and years of experience, though, I don’t see putting you in a sous chef position. How does executive chef sound to you?”

Preston’s mouth fell open in disbelief. “Executive chef? It sounds wonderful!”

“Great! Can you start in four weeks?” Greg wanted to know.