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Mercy continues her journey to investigate businesses for possible acquisition by her father's company. Her job sounds like a lot of fun - would you like it?
Today, we'll join her in Chapter Eight as she heads to St. Louis. Wonder who she'll meet there?
Here are links to the previous chapters, in case you need them to help you decide.
Unlikely Merger: Chapter One
Unlikely Merger: Chapter Two
Unlikely Merger: Chapter Three
Unlikely Merger: Chapter Four
Unlikely Merger: Chapter Five
Unlikely Merger: Chapter Six
Unlikely Merger: Chapter Seven
Unlikely Merger: Chapter Two
Unlikely Merger: Chapter Three
Unlikely Merger: Chapter Four
Unlikely Merger: Chapter Five
Unlikely Merger: Chapter Six
Unlikely Merger: Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
McBride Mortgage Company, St. Louis, Missouri
“I really wish you were coming with me to St. Louis, Uncle Thomas.
It’s a big city.”
Mercy hopped around her bedroom with one running shoe on and the other
dangling untied from her toes as she squeezed the phone between her shoulder
and ear, grasping for the laces with her other hand. Uncle Thomas was always a
welcome companion, and Mercy had hoped this next trip just might lure him away
from home and out on the road with her again.
“Big cities have big opportunities, Mercy. Remember, you’re only
looking at one enterprise. You’ve done well without me.”
“It has been a better experience than I expected. Meeting so many new
people has been eye-opening. I feel like I’m getting a crash-course business
degree by being able to see so many different companies firsthand and how they
operate.”
“Well, I have to admit I’m tempted. The fishing in Missouri is good.
Right about now is a prime time to be there, when things start thawing out and
moving around. It’s a comfortable laid-back place, there in Missouri.”
“Too bad I’ll be stuck in the city learning about the mortgage company
Dad has his eye on there. He has already been looking into the numbers and the
financial aspects. I’m going there to get a feel for the atmosphere, the morale
of the employees, not to mention their ethics. That would be important to know
about any lender Lacewell plans to invest in or to buy out.” With her shoe
firmly tied, she reached for a band and with one hand pulled her hair into a
ponytail.
Her bag lay open beside her, half-packed, the beginnings of
preparations for tomorrow’s trip. By now Mercy was an expert at getting herself
travel-ready. She had plenty of time to fit in a run before tossing in the last
few necessities.
“I know your dad is very proud of the work you’ve been doing for
Lacewell these past few months. Your instincts are good. I hear you’ve made
some great suggestions on the direction Lacewell should go.”
Mercy absently threw a few more items into the bag as she moved around
the room searching for her Garmin to strap to her wrist. “Leave it to me to not
know the location of my GPS running watch before heading out the door,” she
muttered, half to herself, half to Uncle Thomas, as she searched under a pile
of to-be-folded laundry.
“You keeping up with your social life? Friends? Dating?” Uncle Thomas
asked.
She almost laughed out loud. “Come on. You know I’m not looking for
romance right now. College life seems like a life-time ago. I’m honored to have
been able to serve my dad through his illness and now that he is so much
better, to take a small part in the company …”
Mercy looked at the collection of college and grad-school photos still
stuck in the crevices of her dresser mirror, some now curling at the edges, and
smiled. “I do miss my friends and the activities of the Campus Christian
Center, but college life had its time and place. My place for now is here. God
has led me where He has planned for me to be, and I’m glad to know my nursing
education was put to good use helping someone I so dearly love.”
“You’ll probably look back and be surprised at where the Lord leads
you next from here. You never know what He has in store. Life rarely follows a
straight path. Enjoy the journey and be open to whatever adventures God may put
in front of you.”
“Come to St. Louis!” Mercy tried again. “You can enjoy the journey
with me. We can add a few days on to the agenda and make time to drive out of
the city to find some of this great fishing you claim exists in Missouri.”
“I believe I’ll sit this one out. But I’ll be praying for you. Each
trip has its own challenges and rewards. See you when you get back,
Mercy-girl.”
****
The early morning flight from Denver to St. Louis was uneventful, and
Mercy easily made her way through the rental car process and then found her
hotel. Spring in St. Louis was lovely, and trees were budding and blooming all
over the city. After a quick change, she was on her way into the downtown area
and to the high-rise building where her next business assignment was housed.
As she walked from the parking garage, Mercy passed by a large
fountain in the plaza of the glass office building, and then through the marble
lobby. When she stepped off the elevator onto the eleventh floor, and the
mortgage company’s headquarters, she was met by a tall man, impeccably dressed,
imposing and formal, waiting by the reception desk.
“Miss Lacewell, I presume?” Mercy nodded, but before she could speak,
his formidable voice continued, “Welcome. I am Mason McBride, CEO of McBride
Lending Group. I’m pleased to meet you. I hope you are enjoying your stay in
the Gateway City.” Again, Mercy moved to speak, but Mr. McBride continued on,
“Right this way and we’ll get started.”
McBride led her down a hallway with spectacular floor-to-ceiling
windows the length of one wall. Through the expanse of windows she could see
the graceful curve of the Gateway Arch, atop its massive stainless steel legs.
Beyond the arch the churning, muddy waters of the Mississippi River rolled on
their endless journey south. She took a deep breath and let it out. Beautiful.
Simply beautiful.
The boardroom at the end of the corridor buzzed with the chatter of
several crisply-dressed professionals deep in conversation over piles of files,
hunched over laptops, and viewing a PowerPoint display projected onto a
pull-down screen.
Upon their entrance, Mr. McBride’s presence in the boardroom silenced
the muted conversations, and all eyes turned to him, and then to Mercy. After he
introduced her to the group, the meeting progressed fairly quickly. Each
executive supplied her with the technical data needed to convince her that
purchasing this company would be the right decision for expanding the Lacewell
Limited portfolio.
As the meeting continued, Mercy couldn’t help noticing the handsome,
restless-looking guy in the corner. She struggled to keep her mind sharp and
tuned in to each presentation, but she felt powerless to prevent her eyes from
wandering in his direction.
He was tall, athletically built, and more tanned than his
counterparts, with his tie loosened a bit more than the other gentlemen. His
dark blond hair was cut professionally short over his ears and collar, but the
golden waves on top, streaked lighter by the sun, hinted at a more rugged
quality. He appeared to be having as much trouble as Mercy maintaining interest
in the high-stakes salesmanship going on around the room. His distraction
seemed to be outside the impressive glass wall.
Something about the way he glanced at the clouds, studied the muddy
waters, and seemed to connect with the outdoors made Mercy certain this
boardroom was not where he wanted to be. Introduced as the mortgage company’s
Information Technology Director, Levi Shepherd, he laid out a short efficient
plan for how his department kept the computer and information systems secure
and functional. Levi’s expertise impressed Mercy, and his colleagues seemed to
respect his knowledge.
Once he completed his presentation, he seemed to listen carefully for
the remainder of the meeting, except for the time he caught Mercy’s eye on him
and flashed a quick grin. Mercy glanced down, searching for her place in the
document being discussed, slightly embarrassed that he had noticed her
attention on him.
After the meeting closed, Mercy confirmed her agenda with Mr. McBride
for the next day. She would tour one of the lender’s nearby branch offices in
the morning and then meet with the Board of Directors at a luncheon in the
early afternoon. He escorted her back through the reception lobby and saw her
to the elevator.
She emerged from the chilly cavernous bottom floor into the brilliant
warmth of the early spring day. She sat on a bench near the tall stone wall
surrounding the fountain in the front plaza, soaking in the glory of the
golden, late afternoon sun. Mercy closed her eyes and turned her face upward.
“Well, hello there, Boss!”
Her eyes popped open. The captivating IT officer from the boardroom smiled
at Mercy as he strode near the fountain. With his tie further loosened and his
jacket now gone, his features looked infinitely more relaxed.
“Oh, no. I’m not the one to come in and run things,” she explained.
“My mission here is to scope out business opportunities for my father’s company
and report back to him. I wouldn’t know the first thing about running a
mortgage company. I’m better at sensing the company culture and determining
what would fit in with the portfolio at Lacewell Limited.”
Levi leaned one arm casually on the stone wall of the fountain, facing
Mercy. “This is certainly a great company. I’ve really enjoyed my time here at
McBride and feel blessed to have this job.”
A certain wistfulness surrounded Levi. Mercy could hear it in what he wasn’t saying. “Somehow I feel like that
statement should be followed by a ‘but’,” Mercy coaxed, curious about what made
Levi tick.
He smiled and let his hand dip into the clear water of the fountain's
pool. “Well, knowing that this company is up for sale and that mergers usually
mean layoffs has gotten me thinking that maybe I should reassess my priorities
and consider doing something different with my life. Something that I really
love.”
“You don’t love hanging out in boardrooms?” she teased.
Levi shook his head and chuckled. “This world of high-finance has been
good to me, and I enjoy being able to use my degree in a place where I am
challenged, but I just have a sense that there is more out there. I’ve been
thinking about pursuing some other options. This career path may not be the
right road for me forever.”
Mercy nodded, gaining a sense of satisfaction in hearing Levi affirm
that she had correctly guessed this tiny bit about him. He was no ordinary
corporate executive. “I did get the feeling there was more to you than warding
off cyber attacks.”
Levi looked up at the newly budding trees, and seemed to really study
the leaves. Then he looked back down at Mercy and grinned sheepishly. “Am I
that obvious? I have a feeling you saw through me the minute you walked into
the boardroom.”
Mercy reveled in Levi’s Midwestern warmth and desired to know more
about the man behind the relaxed smile. She hoped he would continue opening up
about himself. Instead he sighed and asked, “So what about you? Do you see a
straight path neatly laid out in front of you? A highway of corporate takeovers
just waiting to be conquered?”
That dazzling grin lit his face again, reaching down to tug at Mercy’s
emotions.
“Well, no.” She stood and joined him by the stone wall of the
fountain. “Actually, I studied nursing and was in the middle of my post-grad
work when my dad suffered a stroke. He needed a round-the-clock nurse, but more
importantly, he needed me. The
decision to leave school and be at his side was an easy one to make. He has
recovered wonderfully, but not fully. He’s still in a wheelchair, but his mind
is sharp and his determination and trust in the Lord are as iron-clad as
always. He asked me to take on a small role in the company, and that role does
seem to be expanding little by little. So, here I am. Mercy Lacewell, Corporate
Scout. Just following the road my dad has laid out for me. For now.”
“Do you think you’ll be going back into nursing? It’s a noble career.
Nurses are unsung heroes, I believe.”
“That door isn’t closed, but I just don’t know. I’m kind of on
auto-pilot.” Mercy couldn’t resist turning and dipping her fingers in the icy
water of the fountain alongside Levi.
“You mentioned your dad’s trust in the Lord. Do you mind my asking if
you share that same faith? I’ve found that depending on the Lord has helped me
as I struggle with making some of these decisions about my own future. I’m sure
He has a plan for you, too. For all of us.” He shook the water from his hands
but continued leaning on one elbow, facing her.
She nodded and smiled, thrilling at the knowledge that Levi was a
believer. “Yes, my parents taught me about the Lord from an early age, but more
importantly, I trusted in Jesus as my Savior when I was a little girl, and my
relationship with Him is my own. I’ve relied on Him ever since.”
“I’m glad for you. This world can be a crazy place to navigate,
without a strong faith. I lead a Bible study at my church for
‘twenty-somethings,’ as my pastor likes to call us, and I see firsthand the
struggles Christians face in the world, at work, social gatherings … life in
general.”
“I know what you mean. I really appreciated my campus pastor and the
other Christian friendships I developed when I was at the university. I now
have lifelong relationships because of that bond.”
Levi straightened. “How long are you in town? I would love to show you
where I think the Lord may be leading me. Are you up for a little outdoor
adventure? Say Saturday morning?”
“Well, I have a few more rounds of meetings tomorrow … and was going
to head out in the evening …” Mercy hesitated, not sure if she should accept
such an offer, but Levi’s open smile and the promise of an outdoor adventure
with him were more than she could resist. “I suppose I could stick around
through the weekend.”
“Great. Now let’s go grab some lunch. And if you’d like, I can show
you my background check so you’ll know you haven’t just agreed to spend time
with an axe murderer.”
“Oh, no need. Remember, I’m here to vet the people of this company.
Lacewell does its homework before they send me on the road, and I’ve seen the
background checks on all of your management team. Not an axe murderer in the
bunch.” Mercy laughed as she shook the water from her fingers and followed Levi
from the plaza. At least she could share the story of another SAM with Madeline
on Monday.
****
Saturday morning was another clear, spring day with an exhilarating
bite in the chilly air. Levi met Mercy in her hotel lobby and within an hour,
they had driven south to a charming farm owned by a friend of Levi’s. When they
began unloading the back cargo area of his small SUV, Mercy gasped as he
removed a tackle box.
"Now I feel like you must have done a background check on me! How
did you know fishing is one of my all-time favorite things to do?"
"Well, I kind of took a chance on that. You didn't strike me as
someone who was afraid to get a little dirty."
They began to hike toward the tributary river that Levi told her ran
through the property.
Levi tramped through the weeds ahead of Mercy, glancing back every so
often to offer a gentlemanly hand or to make sure she was making it okay with
her load. She had insisted on carrying her gear and assured Levi that she was a
competent fishing partner.
She heard the rushing water of the river before she saw it as they
wound their way down the steep bank toward the inviting sound. She was no
stranger to great fishing spots, but something in the air here made her skin
feel electric. She wasn’t sure if it was her surroundings or Levi.
Or the fact that she would be able to tell Uncle Thomas about the
adventure he missed by refusing to join her on this trip.
When they finally dropped down below the bluff and settled on a large
flat rock, the beauty of the river swept over Mercy. This was not an unfamiliar
site, but rather a comfortable, homey, this-is-where-I-belong kind of feeling.
No wonder Levi had stared out the window during the meeting. Who wouldn’t
rather be here than in a cold, climate-controlled building?
He paused briefly from unpacking his gear to follow her gaze across
the water, the rocks, and to the bluffs on the other side.
“Nothing like it, huh? It’s almost a surreal beauty, and yet I feel so
comfortable here. I’d rather be outside in God’s creation than just about
anywhere.”
“It was so obvious to me when I first saw you, in your suit and tie,
trying to focus on business reports, that your heart wasn’t where your body was
at that moment. You were present but still far away.” Mercy untangled her
fishing line. “Tell me about this possible career change. Would making that
change mean you would actually get to be with your wandering mind all day?”
Levi baited his hook and reached to do the same for Mercy. She
playfully swatted him away as she grabbed a fat worm out of the bucket. “I’ve
got it, cowboy. I’ve been hooking worms all my life.” Mercy proved her point by
expertly hooking the fat wiggler and casting her line.
Levi nodded his approval and dropped his line into the water. “What
I’d like to do is start my own business, something right here on this spot,
actually. This farm is for sale, and I’d love to own it. I’ve been dreaming of
setting up a fishing guide service, building some small rental cabins over
there,” he pointed to a flat spot above the bluffs, “maybe some camping spots
over there …” He continued pointing out different areas of the property and
explaining what he’d like to do with each.
“Do you have financing in place to get you started? A business plan?
Marketability studies?” Mercy surprised herself at how easily the
business-related questions came to her. Maybe she was cut out to work for
Lacewell after all.
“I’ve looked into some options, and I’ve done my homework. Working
with the bank like I have these past years, I’ve made some relationships,
connections. I’m really just trusting that when the Lord confirms my path,
those details that I’ve been praying over will be evident as well.”
“Do you have partners in mind, or is this going to be a solo venture?”
“Everything in life is better with a partner,” Levi turned his face to
look squarely at Mercy. When their eyes met, his shyness suddenly appeared and
charmed her. He turned back to watching his line bobbing in the river. “But,
no, I can’t say that I have invited anyone else into my plans. Yet. That’s
another one of those details I’m waiting for the Lord to confirm.”
Mercy looked heavenward, the sun’s warmth reaching deep inside as they
sat on the bluffs. She enjoyed the gurgle of the river as they occasionally
reeled in a keeper and shared life stories. She could definitely picture Levi
here, running a business and showing hospitality to visitors eager to
experience the outdoors.
Finally, the bright sunlight turned a deep golden hue, as it filtered
through the newly sprouting leaves then started to fade. The hours passed like
minutes, and Mercy was reluctant to leave when the time finally came.
As Levi drove Mercy back toward the lights of
St. Louis and to her hotel, she couldn’t help but think that even though she
wasn’t convinced the mortgage company was the right fit for Lacewell Limited,
she had found an investment she might like to make in her future.
From the Authors of Unlikely Merger
Tuesday, June 16
Monday, June 15
Saturday, June 13
Tuesday, June 16
Marji Laine: Eat Your
Heart Out, Uncle Thomas
Julie Arduini: Our
Business Influences Part 2
Jennifer Hallmark: Working with
Family by Betty Thomason Owens
Carole Towriss: Levi’s Home
Gateway to the West
Monday, June 15
Marji Laine: Ain't Nothin' Easy
Julie Arduini: Our Business Influences Part 1
Fay Lamb: Meet the Heroes of Unlikely Merger: Douglas “Digger” Grant
Carole Towriss: Digger’s Home The Big Easy
Carole Towriss: Digger’s Home The Big Easy
Saturday, June 13
Marji Laine: Yummy!
Carole Towriss: Talon’s Home Madison Alabama
Friday, June 12
Marji Laine: Really, Daddy?
Carole Towriss: Gabe’s Home Space City USA
Thursday, June 11
Marji Laine: California Dream
Julie Arduini: The Madeline in Our Lives
Carole Towriss: Ric’s Home America’s Finest City
Wednesday, June 10
Marji Laine: For Whom the Sleighbell Tolls
Julie Arduini: Authors’ Business Trips
Carole Towriss: Landon’s Home Watkins Glen
Tuesday, June 9
Marji Laine: Human Icicle
Julie Arduini: If We Could Have been Part of a Company Merger
Carole Towriss: Dustin’s Detour Bellville Texas
Betty Thomason Owens: Unlikely Merger in Progress
Jennifer Hallmark: Sacred Journeys by Carole Towriss
Monday, June 8
Marji Laine: New Job, New Direction
Julie Arduini: Unlikely Merger Authors Share Their Corporate Experiences
Betty Thomason Owens: Introduction to Unlikely Merger
Carole Towriss: Mercy’s Home The Mile High City
Fay Lamb: Unlikely Merger: Behind the Scenes of the Newest Write Integrity Press Multi-Author Novella
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