“Why does your call show it originating from the FUC Academy?” No surprise Uncle ran a trace on what should have been a safe line.
“Because I’m visiting the campus for the next little while.”
“Why?” Again, his uncle didn’t bother beating around the bush.
But Jakob wasn’t ready for the truth. “Thinking about a career change. Maybe becoming a teacher.”
The laughter had him frowning at the phone as he held it away from his ear.
“I don’t see why that’s so funny.”
“You. A teacher.” Uncle Klaus snorted.
“Some people think I have skills that should be shared.”
“You’re a man of action. Not a pencil pusher behind a desk.”
“How would you know?” Jakob wasn’t sure anymore what he wanted. He did know his current life didn’t fulfill him. He needed a change.