“Thank you for stepping in, Max. There are a few topics that we need to talk about,” Jack said, opening the door to his company office, letting the team leader in and closing it after him so they could finally walk to his desk.
The youngest Schneider sat on his dark brown leather executive chair while the mad one took one of the seats in front of his superior’s desk.
“Of course, boss, what would you like to discuss with me?” Max replied distractedly, with that air of ‘Just remember, I’m the best guy you’ve got!’ that Jack was already getting so tired of.
“First of all, we need to talk about you being late today. Can you tell me what happened to you, and why I was not given any prior notice so I can find someone available that can take your place? I had to find a replacement on the fly. Luckily no one got hurt, but an accident was barely avoided because of you not being here.”