Hunter's P.O.V.
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" I'll send in some to Charlotte later in the day tomorrow" Guillermo said as he stepped out of the living room, to which I only nodded.
My eyes were on the television screen but my brain is only replaying the meeting I had with Dorado exports.
What exactly do those men take me for? A fool?
I even scheduled us another meeting and yet they had no hints that their plans were as useless as dust.
Another Saturday night and I'm enjoying a solo movie with a humble glass of whiskey.
Then my phone chimed.
Dad.
I answered the call and waited for him to say something into the receiver.
I'm actually pissed off at him.
" Hunter?"
" Yes Dad?"
" Why the silence on the phone?"
I took a sip of my drink before responding.
" Because I'm actually unhappy with
