Write about: the henchman.
Fairly quiet morning at the bakery. Another new girl started today, after the last quit with no notice to take another job a couple weeks ago. It was her training shift so I had help for more of the day than usual, which is something I could get used to.
Made it through the day without getting more rain. So that was a nice change. Chillier than it has been though.
Kat's parents picked the last of the cherries today, so they're in the cooler waiting to be taken to Penticton on Saturday. Still up in the air as to whether or not we'll have the first few crates of apricots. Fingers crossed on that one.
"You called, sir?"
"Thank you for coming so quickly, Lester."
"Of course, sir. What do you need me to do?"
"That's one of the many things I like about you, Lester. Never why, just what."
"I like my job, sir. The work is enough. No further motivation is required."
"Indeed, indeed. I am so lucky to have found you, Lester."
"... what do you need from me today, sir?"
"My apologies, all of this sentimentality is clearly making you uncomfortable. Let us get down to the business of the task at hand, shall we?"
"I would very much like that, sir."
"Of course. You are familiar with a man named Gary McDonald?"
"You mean my brother, sir?"
"Yes, that's the one."
"What of him, sir?"
"I need him dead."