"Gustavo," Edward said on the phone. "We have a problem!"
Twenty minutes later, Gustavo barged into the office. Edward was pacing around, sweat gathered on his forehead.
"What is going on?" Gustavo demanded.
Edward stopped walking and faced Gustavo, the look on his face conveying the gravity of the situation.
"What did Tony do?" Gustavo asked, his voice tense.
Edward closed his eyes and shook his head. "I don't know. He is not taking the bait."
"What does that mean?"
"He wants out of the deal!" Edward shouted before covering his forehead with his hand.
"I don't get it…" Gustavo began.
Edward turned to Gustavo, his voice rising. "Don't you get it? He doesn't give a f**k what we do, and as it is…"
Gustavo neared him and tapped his shoulder. "You need to relax, okay?"
"Relax?" Edwa
