Book 2: Chapter 42: Business
Howard
March 2193
Vulcan
The Enniscorthy Distillery Company was doing well. I looked over the spreadsheet. We were just barely keeping up with orders. And we insisted on C.O.D., so no receivables issues.
After some discussion, we’d decided we needed a planetbound distillery, and we brought Stéphane in to set that up.
Bridget slapped the cover closed on her tablet, then set it on the desk. She worked her shoulder and spine a few times before leaning back in the chair.
Stéphane frowned in her direction. “Backache again? You should see the doctor.”
Bridget answered with a noncommittal smile, then looked towards my image on the phone. “I guess you don’t get backaches, right?”
“Not unless I want to. We Bobs try to keep things as realistic as possible, most of the time, though. I don’t need to let my muscles go stiff, but stretching them out feels good.”