 you wouldn't find him nipping off the floor to huddle outside and take intense drags on roll-ups, like most of his colleagues did. Ever the loner, Jack, never a particularly well-read man by his own admission, would spend his lunch breaks in a corner of the tea room reading prime novels and drinking tomato soup from a thermos. Mr. Pater, who bestowed upon him a supervisor's role after three years at the firm, noted his commitment, tenacity and fastidiousness.