His breathing was harsh as he spoke, "Thank Goodness. I thought you wouldn't be in."
"What is it this time?" I asked numbly. I couldn't even think straight anymore.
"The Luxe vogue logistics and warehousing partners called," he said as he spread out papers on my table. "They've raised their fees so they're demanding a year's fee in advance or we could as well look for other partners."
Grace and I exchanged glances. Grace abruptly stood up. "I can't do this right now. I can't! You'll meet in the conference room," she erupted and stormed out of the door.
I watched her leave. It was insane, all of these things that were happening. It was all happening in a blur that it was hard to keep track.
"Tell them we would pay," I told the accountant. "They should give us some days." Th
