Forty-Nine: Never Gonna Happen

AXEL

“The shipment is coming in barely 6 weeks,” Prince pointed out from where he was sitting, “do you have everything under control?”

I glared at him, making sure my eyes conveyed what I really wanted to do to him; twist his neck and yank his head off his shoulders.

“I don't remember ever poking my nose in the affairs of C47,” I replied curtly, hoping he'd get the gist and his nose out of this conversation but it seemed I was forgetting who I was talking to.

Tell Prince not to do something and that was the thing he'd make sure to do.

“Well, C47 isn't directly your business but this shipment concerns all of us,” he replied casually, “I hate to admit it but if it should flop, C47 would be affected badly.”

“You’re lucky you're my friend, if not, I’d have pulled out your tongue a long time ago.”

“Save your love language for your soldiers please, I'm not interested in them.”

“Bastard.”

He lifted his glass in a mock cheer, “never denied it.”

I poured from my third bottle of beer into the g