~HUNTER~
The office smells like fear. Good. It should.
"Mr. Reid, please reconsider…”
I cut him off with a cold stare. "You had six months to meet targets. You failed."
The man…Johnson? Jackson?…visibly trembles. Pathetic. His tie is crooked, and sweat darkens the underarms of his shirt. I hate weakness.
"Clear your desk by five," I say, already looking at my phone, dismissing him. "HR has your severance paperwork."
He leaves without another word. Smart move. Begging would have gotten him nothing but my contempt.
Vincent drops into the chair across from my desk the moment the door closes. "That's the third executive this month, Hunt. The board's starting to talk."
I laugh, short and humorless. "Let them talk. The expansion plans for The Aurelia are finalized. Three new locations in
