XANDER
“You need to get back to the company.”
I stood by the window, my gaze fixed on the video playing on my iPad. The footage was nothing short of alarming. “How bad is it?” I asked Davin, my voice tight with concern.
“Very bad. The fire at the warehouse destroyed a significant amount of material, and you need to come down here right now to handle the situation before your father, the investors, and the board catch wind of it.”
If they found out, I could already imagine their first question: What have I been doing in Sedona all this time?
It was bad enough that I had failed to seal the deal here in Sedona. Now, with this disaster on top of everything else, things were spiraling out of control.
I rubbed the back of my neck, trying to shake off the stress that had been building up. T
