11.

EROS' POV

The issue which had taken me out of my office this afternoon, was a supply problem in the transportation department. Isaiah had filled me in on the details during the ride here, but something didn't quite seem right. Preston, the head of department, had sent me an email of complaint two weeks ago. Apparently, he believed someone was sucking out the gas from the larger trucks, and selling it in the black market.

Usually, I would not even consider leaving the comfort of my office to attend to such matters, but now that West Incorporated had a new partnership, word of untrustworthy and dishonest staff could not get out.

"Good day, Mr. West."

"I don't believe there's anything good about the situation at hand, Preston." I replied as I walked into the conference room, Preston treading quickly behind me, and Isaiah following him.

I took my seat at the top of the long, rectangular table, while Preston and Isaiah sat on the first two seats on my left.

"So, Preston, you believe someon