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
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