The New Business Model

"She's here!" Louis heard his secretary, Edith, call out. He'd posted her at the window by the parking lot, wanting everyone to be notified when Jordan arrived. Every single staff member had to be on their game that day if they were going to see The Mission to its successful conclusion, and the last thing he needed was someone forgetting what they were all there to do.

Of course, everyone had come in early that day. How could they not? So many people around the planet would only be able to hear about the progress of The Mission. They, Jordan's coworkers, would get to see it first-hand! What a privilege!

Not that people without proximity to Jordan wouldn't be able to contribute. Far from it. Textile workers in Bangladesh were working on new clothing patterns for Jordan. Medical researchers in Taiwan were researching new hormone therapies for Jordan. Why, Louis himself had been on the phone since the wee hours of the morning with the CEOs of very large multi-national in the world, receiving pledges of financial backing and every resource needed. With that level of commitment, Jordan would be enjoying her womanhood in no time at all!

Don't get cocky, Louis reminded himself, If Jordan figures The Mission out, it will be that much more difficult to achieve. Slow and steady, that's the key.

"She's getting out of her car!" Edith bellowed, "Remember to pretend she's a man! Ladies at the front, are you ready?"

"Yes!" two female voices, Kelly and Nancy bellowed back.

Good. Everything was set. It was going to be a normal day as far as Jordan was concerned. In the background, though, all thoughts of regular business were gone. They had a new business model, and it was entirely focussed on Jordan.