Trey POV
"I gave you one f**king job. Get Briar out of the hospital and bring her to me. I made all the arrangements, and you still couldn't get the job done. You're f**king useless." I'm on my feet slamming my hands down on my desk. "It's not my fault sir. They put another guard with me despite my protests. I tried to get her out of the office but the b**ch wouldn't listen," he says.
His excuse does nothing to assuage my anger. I planned everything perfectly right down to getting that pr*ck Coleman away from her. I take a deep breath trying to get my anger under control. I still need this fool for now. I retake my seat back behind my desk and adjust my chair.
My phone vibrates in my pocket. I roll my eyes when I notice the name flashing on the screen. "Mary, why the f**k are you cal
