The Process by David Mayne

Author:David Mayne [Mayne, David]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lumen Emerson Publishing
Published: 2018-12-28T22:00:00+00:00

10 ALI

It was 9:05am when the doorbell rang. Silas finished drying himself off and walked into the entry way to look through the peephole. Having never seen Henry Westover before, he took a guess that the Stanton Insurance Agency logo on the young bearded man’s jacket was a dead giveaway.

“Be right there, Henry,” Silas said through the door, “just got out of the shower.”

Henry replied, “No problem, Mr. Ander-son. Take your time!” Silas had no intention of making the man wait as he rushed back to his bedroom to throw on some jeans and a tee shirt. He immediately thought of his grandfather’s sweatpants and V-neck, a chill running down his spine as he did so.

Silas returned quickly to the door, unlocked the bolt and opened it.

“Hi, sorry, lost track of time and didn’t realize it was already nine.” Silas ran his fingers back through his hair which was now dripping onto his tee shirt.

Henry offered a hand, “Not a problem at all, Mr. Ander-son! Henry Westover, Stanton Insurance. Pleased to meet you.”

“Likewise, thanks, and please, just call me Silas. Come in, come in.” Silas opened the door wider and Henry walked in. He stood about the same height as Silas with broad shoulders and a cleanly kept beard. On top his dark hair was parted on the right side and held in place by pomade or hair gel. He looked to be somewhere around thirty-one or thirty-two and he had the general, overall look of a college-grad millennial going for that popular old-timey fashion sense. Silas took bets that if the jacket came off there’d be a bow tie and suspenders to go with his navy-blue skinny slacks and brown Oxfords.

“Get your jacket, Henry?” Silas offered.

“I’m only going to be about ten minutes or so but sure, thanks. I was starting to get warm anyway, what kind of weather is this for December, am I right?” Henry unzipped his dark blue Stanton Insurance jacket and removed it, handing it to Silas who was already high-fiving himself. Navy blue bow tie and brown suspenders.

“Can’t argue with you there, although I think it’s gonna dip down into the single digits tonight. Don’t forget it on the way out,” Silas replied, draping Henry’s jacket over the bench that sat in the entry way.

“You’ve got a point there, Silas,” Henry laughed.

Silas led Henry through the kitchen to the dining room table and offered him a seat.

“Water…coffee?” Silas asked.

“Oh, no thanks, Silas. As much as I’d like more coffee, I’m already two cups on the mornin’ and I’ve got to head over to Kansas City after this. I’d like to avoid as many gas station bathrooms as I can on the way there if you know what I mean.”

Silas chuckled. “I totally hear ya.”

Henry opened his travel planner and pulled out a small stack of forms. “I hope you don’t mind, Silas, but I already did a quick inspection of your vehicle and got pretty much everything I need. I just have some things for you to sign and initial and then I’ll get out of your hair.

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