Jack lit a cigarette and pushed forward on the throttle. “Trust your instincts, Mac.” “My instincts tell me you don’t know what you’re doing in that chair.” “For half a million, I can learn fast.” “I need your decision before we dock.” “What do I need to know before I make a decision?” “Nothing you don’t already know.” “Okay. I’ll think about it.” He reminded me, “We’re on borrowed time anyway.” Indeed we are. And there was a payment due.
