Brad stormed into Jake’s store; he was a man teetering on the edge of sanity.
“You get in your office now.” Jake had been chatting with a customer and flushed at the heavy handedness and disrespect.
“Jackie, can you come here please. I’m sorry, George.” He handled it well as he followed Brad to his office. Brad slammed the door as soon as he crossed the threshold. The short man raced behind his desk and held up his arm as if Brad would hit him.
“You fired Emily.” His voice rumbled, in a quiet, menacing way.
Jakes face was beet red. “You told me to fire her. You threatened to pull your account if I didn’t. And you know losing your business—loss of the animal feed sales alone would hurt me. I didn’t want to let her go—I liked her.”
Brad slammed the side of his fist against the door. “Wh
