arms crossed over his chest. He had the rough accent of a man from Brooklyn and the look of someone who had spent his whole life working in construction. “We're thinking that this is going to be a pretty simple job back here. Although, of course, it will take some extra time since we're not working during the day.”
“That's something to be expected,” Mark answered.
It was one of the reasons that he'd started construction so early. He had considered simply having the construction run on while the club was open, but golfing was something people did to reduce stress. They didn't want a bunch of noisy, smoking machinery busily digging holes while they tried to perfect their swing. It was just one of the inconveniences that came with his line of work. He could have shut down the club and had all the construction done quickly, but that had seemed too likely to lose him clientele. There was always somewhere else that they could go, plenty of country clubs around New York City, and if they started going somewhere else while the club was under construction they might never come back to Little Lake. So he'd done what he had to in order to work around his clients' time.
“I'm not worried about a few extra weeks. We started the projects in plenty of time.”
“Even if things take a little longer than we expected,” Roger said, “you're going to be fine on that front for sure. Lots of people want things done right this minute, and it ends up costing them. People cut corners to save time and then six months later they're back at it again because they didn't do it the way they were supposed to in the first place. If you want something done well, you have to make sure you have long enough to do it.”
“Isn't that the truth,” Mark laughed. “Although you may not think so kindly of me when I tell you what I came down here to talk about.”
Roger looked at him, waiting.
“I want to put a pool in up by the main building. I think it would really add something to the club. Maybe a hot tub, too? Something with some natural-looking features. You know, rocks. Waterfalls. Classy.”
“That's something we can do for you.” Roger pulled a smartphone out of his back pocket and swiped through his calendar. The sleek electronic piece looked incongruous in his big, callused hands. “Looks like we've got some time here at the end of the project. Or I can hire a few more boys and get it done faster for you. Either way we're obviously looking at a budget increase.” He looked up at Mark.
“Money isn't going to be a problem,” Mark answered.
He'd made enough of a profit since he opened the country club to keep it afloat on its own gains, and with what he'd pulled in from investors the construction was going to be more than covered, even with the prices that Roger's company charged. If he wanted to prove to the people who'd paid for the renovations that he'd used their money well, he had to hire the best, and that came with a price tag… but it was worth it.
“Glad to hear that,” Roger said, though he'd likely known that was exactly what Mark was going to say. “In that case, do you want us to work on the pool with the rest of the stuff, or do it at the end?”
Mark considered. Working on the pool now was going to bring in more construction equipment. They generally left it during the day, even when they weren't working. Up by the main house it was going to be even more visible to the club's patrons. Having it in more than one place at once might prove to be enough of an eyesore that some people decided to go somewhere else while the construction was underway.
“What if we do it at the end?” he suggested. “How long does it take you to put in a pool?”
“Not more than a few days for the heavy digging and all that. If you’re looking for a concrete pool, it’ll be a bit longer to pour the concrete. Once that's done, you won't have to worry about the construction equipment being everywhere so much. We can tidy it up