Everyone is silent.
Finally, Stacey has the courage to say, 'Okay, so somehow we've got to make the robots productive in terms of the goal.'
'We've got to do more than that,' I say. I turn to Bob and Stacey. 'Listen, I've already told Lou, and I guess this is as good a time as any to tell the both of you. I know you'll hear it eventually anyhow.'
'Hear what?' asks Bob.
'We've been given an ultimatum by Peach-three months to turn the plant around or he closes us down for good,' I say.
Both of them are stunned for a few moments. Then they're both firing questions at me. I take a few minutes and tell them A hat I know-avoiding the news about the division; I don't want to send them into panic.
Finally, I say, 'I know it doesn't seem like a lot of time. It isn't. But until they kick me out of here, I'm not giving up. What vou decide to do is your own business, but if you want out, I suggest you leave now. Because for the next three months, I'm joing to need everything you can give me. If we can make this place show any progress, I'm going to go to Peach and do what- ever I have to to make him give us more time.'
'Do you really think we can do it?' asks Lou.
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'I honestly don't know,' I say
'So what can we do that's different?' asks Bob.
'Why don't we stop pushing materials through the robots and try to reduce inventories?' suggests Stacey.
'Hey, I'm all for lower inventory,' says Bob. 'But if we don't produce, our efficiencies go down. Then we're right back where we started.'
'Peach isn't going to give us a second chance if all we give him is lower efficiencies,' says Lou. 'He wants higher efficiencies, not lower.'
I run my fingers through my hair.
Then Stacey says, 'Maybe you should try calling this guy, Jonah, again. He seems like he's got a good handle on what's what.'
'Yeah, at least we could find out what he has to say,' says Lou.
'Well, I talked to him last night. That's when he gave me all this stuff,' I say, waving to the definitions on the board. 'He was supposed to call me...'
I look at their faces.
'Well, okay, I'll try him again,' I say and reach for my brief- case to get the London number.
I put through a call from the phone in the conference room with the three of them listening expectantly around the table. But he isn't there anymore. Instead I end up talking to some secre- tary.
'Ah, yes, Mr. Rogo,' she says. 'Jonah tried to call you, but your secretary said you were in a meeting. He wanted to talk to you before he left London today, but I'm afraid you've missed him.'
'Where is he going to be next?' I ask.
'He was flying to New York. Perhaps you can catch him at his hotel,' she says.
I take down the name of the hotel and thank her. Then I get the number in New York from directory assistance, and expect- ing only to be able to leave a message for him, I try it. The switch- board puts me through.
'Hello?' says a sleepy voice.
'Jonah? This is Alex Rogo. Did I wake you?'
'As a matter of fact, you did.'
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'Oh, I'm sorry-I'll try not to keep you long. But I really need to talk to you at greater length about what we were discuss- ing last night,' I tell him.
'Last night?' he asks. 'Yes, I suppose it was 'last night' your time.'
'Maybe we could make arrangements for you to come to my plant and meet with me and my staff,' I suggest.
'Well, the problem is I have commitments lined up for the next three weeks, and then I'm going back to Israel,' he says.
'But, you see, I can't wait that long,' I say. 'I've got some major problems I have to solve and not a lot of time. I under- stand now what you meant about the robots and productivity. But my staff and I don't know what the next step should be and... uh, well, maybe if I explained a few things to you-'
'Alex, I would like to help you, but I also need to get some sleep. I'm exhausted,' he says. 'But I have a suggestion: if your schedule permits, why don't I meet with you here tomorrow morning at seven for breakfast at my hotel.'
'Tomorrow?'
'That's right,' he says. 'We'll have about an hour and we can talk. Otherwise...'
I look around at the others, all of them watching me anx- iously. I tell Jonah to hold on for a second.
'He wants me to come to New York tomorrow,' I tell them. 'Can anybody think of a reason why I shouldn't go?'
'Are you kidding?' says Stacey.
'Go for it,' says Bob.
'What have you got to lose?' says Lou.
I take my hand off the mouthpiece. 'Okay, I'll be there,' I say.
'Excellent!' Jonah says with relief. 'Until then, good night.'
When I get back to my office, Fran looks up with surprise from her work.
'So there you are!' she says and reaches for the message slips. 'This man called you twice from London. He wouldn't say whether it was important or not.'
I say, 'I've got a job for you: find a way to get me to New York tonight.'
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But Julie does not understand.
'Thanks for the advance notice,' she says.
'If I'd known earlier, I'd have told you,' I say.
'Everything is unexpected with you lately,' she says.
'Don't I always tell you when I know I've got trips coming up?'
She fidgets next to the bedroom door. I'm packing an over- night bag which lies open on the bed. We're
