Chapter 3
As Joseph scanned it he said, “What do you want to bet he’s already had some of his people come by to make certain we’re as good as our reputation says?”
“Oh, I’m sure of it. He isa businessman.”
“Haunted houses I’ve been to always have a mad doctor and his victim in a straightjacket.” Elaine shivered dramatically. “That was almost scarier than the zombies.”
“You might suggest we’re willing to close early on the day of the party so that we’re there in plenty of time to dress the actors, but only if we’re properly recompensed for losing potential customers.”
“All three of them?” Lyle replied dryly, but he made a note to add that to the contract.
As they had no other suggestions, he returned to his office, added their ideas to the costume list and the contract, and read them over. Satisfied with the result, he printed them out, found a folder for them, and put it into his messenger bag. Then, he got back to the medieval costume he’d been working on prior to Ms. Martell’s call.