Chapter 258

"What's Mardee doing?" I asked. "He's doing managerial inventory. Checking our products, our rooms, our slaves and escorts..." Devari shrugged. "Sounds hard..." "Not hard... tedious. I'd prefer to do that than to do this..." Devari said, looking at the appointment log. His face went from misery to concern when he saw an appointment booked for the debtors today, "Man, what the fuck?" "What?" I asked. "Debtors are coming today for God knows why! The fuck man! This can't be good! Who booked this shit?" Devari asked, growing upset. He looked at the signature beside the booking, "Fucking, Mardee..." He began scrambling through the other logs, to see if he could find out why, "Shit man..." Devari sprung up, rushing down the hall. I followed as he found Mardee standing in the center of the warehouse with his clipboard. "Did you book an appointment with the debtors?" Devari asked. "No..." Mardee began, confusing Devari, "That's when they said they'd be back..." "Why didn't you tell me?" Devari