Chapter 32

WAYLON

"Move that arm from my shoulder right now, man."

Finn shakes his head as he moves away from me.

"Fine, asshole."

Then he shoots me a glare before grabbing the hot cup of coffee and walking to the tall high-rise window in the middle of my office so he can enjoy the stunning view of the cityscape.

"What should we do about Ms Fox? She's proving out to be quite a nuisance. I don't know what I want to do with her. Maybe I should send her the email that tells her she's fired." Then I yawn big, stretching my arms behind my back. "But I don't know if I want to wreck the marketing department when it's already struggling. Maybe we need to put some feelers into the market and hire another competent person when the time comes. Something tells me that it's going to be soon. Then perhaps that would work even if it's sprung on the marketing department from nowhere." Putting a hand over my mouth, I yawn again. "The marketing department would somehow have to find their feet again."

Finn