But the owner was too worried about his humanity to relent. No, there was no
time at all. The paper, distributed free along with the weekend editions of the
national tabloids, went to press Wednesday night. If their response wasnt in by
then, it would have to wait another week; meanwhile they would be open to all
kinds of accusations. If the resource manager didnt wish to take care of this
and thoroughly let him say so. There was no problem finding someone else
perhaps to run the human resources division, too . . .
Just a minute. I didnt mean to . . . The casually delivered ultimatum stung
and bewildered him. What am I supposed to do with my daughter? Wholl take care
of her? Youve met her mother, he added bitterly. Shell murder me . . .
Thats wholl take care of her, the owner interrupted, pointing to his office
manager, who turned red at the thought of being entrusted with the chore.
What do you mean?
What do you think I mean? Shell drive your daughter and look after her like
her own child. And now lets roll up our sleeves and prove that were as human
as the weasel . . . that we care. For Gods sake, my good man, is there any
choice? No, there isnt.
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