Unknown POV
I sit down in my office, acting cool and calm but tethering at the edge of mad.
It's been close to two weeks now and they've found nothing. Fine, nine days but why are they so incompetent? I excepted them to give me results by now. They can't expect me to sit back wringing my hands. Those freaking incompetent fools!
" will someone give me freaking results ?! " I yell throwing things off my desk and causing my chair to fall down, all at the same time. I rest my hands on my desk, breathing in heavily.
He knocks twice and comes in, his face expressionless.
" Tell me you have results. I want results! " I yell at him.
His face remains expressionless but he replies giving me an answer. " we found a route but we need a little more time to prepare certain files. There are a couple of formalities that need to taken care of before we can go through... "
