Chapter 83 The Sniff

Gary I sighed, rubbing my temples as Pinker droned on with the reports of the business for last week. My head ached and I hoped that he would stop talking. I was the one who had asked him to come to my office with the reports but I was bored at the moment. I didn't want to listen to him again. "Can you stop?" I asked him, wincing at the effort it had taken me to get those words out. "I'm already done, boss." He said, shocked that I had interrupted him and wasn't interested in knowing about the business when I cared about every single cent that went in or got out of the business. "Shut it, Pinker." I yelled at him. "You should stop when I fucking tell you to stop." He winced at my outrage. "Are you sick?" "I have a fucking headache." "Then you should have fucking told me that before you told me to read out the reports to you and wasted my time. Now, I would have to read out the reports to you again when you are better." I hid a smile. The other men would have been shaking if th