67 // Poking The Snake

He rotated from side to side in his chair, twirling the pen in his hand while staring blankly at the wall in thought. He was just sitting there despite the chaos erupting in his company, he could not bring himself to think of solutions.

It seemed giving the companies money to compensate for the lost goods that never left the African soil was not enough, they wanted answers, they wanted their goods.

Logan was in a hurdle, the stock in the containers at the harbour would not be enough to fulfill everyone's orders while others would get their goods in abundance. He could easily buy everything from scratch, however, even if he could, it would take months for his team to rebuild even better and bigger ships.

It would be a while before his company got back on track, moreover his reputation had taken a blow with everything that has been happening these past months. There was a long way to recovery.

"Did you hear what I said or should I repeat my question?"

Log