Carson Flores sat in the chair, puffing on cigarettes with several members of the sales team eight.
"I heard that the company got screwed over, they're going to suspend production for two months, and now the higher-ups are all panicking..."
Leaning back lazily in the chair, Carson's gaze fell on Stone Compton, who was speaking, and he chuckled, "Your wife works in the finance department and always has a broad range of information. Got any juicy gossip to share?"
Stone Compton gave a wry smile, "It's obvious the company was targeted, and they can't survive a two-month production halt, they'll collapse outright. I've heard lots of shareholders are preparing to sell their shares."
Carson's interest was piqued, "Have they sold them already?"
