8
XAVIER
“What exactly are you telling me?” I held back as much of my anger as possible even though the i***t on the other end deserved all of it.
“We can’t do what you asked us. It’s just not possible.”
“Then why in the f**k did you take the deposit for my order?” I barked.
Genevieve jumped up from her seat and walked over to me. She raised her brows and waved her hand at me like she wanted me to hand over my phone.
“What?” I hissed at her.
“Give me the phone. Now.”
I sighed and handed it to her. “See if you can get some answers out of those morons.”
“Hi, Mr. Alvarez? Yes, this is Genevieve. I’m the one who placed the order with you. Well, see, this is a big project. An expensive project. And it’s not acceptable to not have a sign outside the theater. You understand that, don’t y
