"I honestly don't know," I say . "But at least now we can see some of what we're doing wrong,"
"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."