Williams
“f**k, f**k, f**k,” I muttered under my breath. Another f*****g shipment was held up again. This time, unfortunately, it wasn’t here—apparently, the ship had been diverted. At least, that’s what I’d been told.
"What am I supposed to tell him now? Or her?" I asked myself, rubbing my forehead.
“Look, boss, I don’t know,” my contact said.
“You know what Todd? Is he here? What are you talking about?” I asked.
“Hello?” an unfamiliar voice spoke through the phone. “I’m not exactly sure what the f**k I’m supposed to do for you, but I guess I’m supposed to help?”
“Yeah,” the man called Todd said slowly, in a thick Southern accent. “So, your ship’s been diverted,” he added. “It’s Rex Corp, right?”
“Yes,” I replied. “Yeah, that one.”
“It’s been diverted to where?” I demanded. “I’m n
