I want to make sure they check out before we meet with the client.” Grant Carter was stirred from his reverie by the voice of a junior accountant. It took him a while to register what the young man was saying because he was so completely shocked by the information in front of him. “Um, yeah, sure.” Taking the paperwork the young man was offering, Grant tried to focus on the figures. This was going to be a very important deal for his family’s company, particularly with how badly the financial market was in the US currently, but his brain kept going back to the information sitting on his desk. “It seems to check out to me, but you should probably have Brent give it a quick look.” Grant momentarily felt bad about passing the work on to another colleague, but he knew his brain wasn’t where it was supposed to be. If he had to admit it to himself, it hadn’t been where it was supposed to be since he came back from his business trip in Italy. His father had sent him there to establish a business relationship with an influential financial brokerage and cement the company’s international holdings.
