“What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
Anger burned in her stomach. Colin had only been here a few short hours and he was turning her life upside down. She didn’t need this kind of stress.
He stared at her while holding a shot glass. “I’m doing inventory like you asked.”
“Somehow, drinking the inventory is how you decide what we need to buy?”
“I’m tasting it to see if it’s good. It’s not.” He poured the contents of the bottle into the sink.
“Pouring alcohol down the drain isn’t going to make this place profitable.”
He raised an eyebrow at her. “The alcohol has all been watered down. If that’s the way you plan to do business, let me know now and we can terminate our contract. I’m not in the habit of cheating people.”
Her face flushed. He’d done it again. At every turn he was emba
