Yala’s POV
Verônica was helping me analyze the hotel accounts in detail. We are reviewing all the profits and expenses the hotel has had in recent days because I need to renovate the presidential suite urgently before the news of the leaks spreads and makes things even worse for me. But things are not looking good. With each number I punch into the calculator, my breathing gets more erratic. The expenses exceed the profits; everything is going from bad to worse, and so quickly.
"Damn! Yala, I'm sorry to say this, but you're in so deep. I've never seen such a complicated situation before; it's even worse than I imagined," Verônica says, leaning back in her chair in frustration after we finished the report.
I took a deep breath.
"Tell me something I don't know, please," I said, shaking
