"Where is he?" She unwaveringly demanded. "Tell him to get his ass down here, or I swear I will burn this building to the ground." Maybe that was exaggerated.
But—
She was mad.
No!
She was furiously, hysterically mad.
In truth, she was ready to annihilate whoever would dare to stand in her way. That was how enraged she was with the man who owned the building.
"I am sorry." The woman behind the counter courteously answered. "But I am telling you the truth. Mr..."
But she did not let the woman finish. She did not need to hear another of her excuses. She knew the other woman would keep denying that her boss was upstairs, sitting his ass on his expensive chair.
But she knew the truth.
He was hiding.
He was just a coward who could not face what he had done. But she would show him the true meaning of fear once she got her hands on him.
